What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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“…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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

What do teens do at night?

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

How did you respond to, "Why do you love me"?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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Know your enemies

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

No smile is genuine or real,

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I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

How far does good behavior take you in a prison?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Is anal sex allowed in Islam? It's not written anywhere in the Quran whether it's forbidden or not.

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

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

“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”

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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'”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

The other one don't understand me,

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What does life mean without death?

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

I seen it all in my short life

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Movin objects mentally

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

If it ain't