What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

Why is Tiananmen Square censored?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I'll see you when I get there,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Why do Democrats never produce a good argument for why Trump was a bad president?

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What are some of your shocking stories?

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why do men prefer women below the age of 30?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How conservative the Japanese people really is? And the government?

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

If it ain't

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why didn't my ex fight for our relationship? He gave up so easily.

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

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I do it once, I do it twice,

I seen it all in my short life

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

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Mothership alien sorceress

“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

No smile is genuine or real,

“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I never knew my life mattered”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

The other one don't understand me,

Know your enemies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

Movin objects mentally

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Until we realized how to get the real money;

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

What does life mean without death?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers