What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

How can you maintain self-control?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Do you as a gay male enjoy the feeling of getting a penis in your anus?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Why is digital marketing important?

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

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

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

If my boyfriend watches porn, does it mean he doesn’t think I’m good enough? If I am good enough, why does he still watch? Am I not beautiful enough?

“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”

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

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

What is the story behind bhai dooj?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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Gangbangers that spit slang

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

What did your sister do to you that you can never forget?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why do men like women gold diggers?

If it ain't

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My wife has a bunch of really attractive friends, and she expects me to never say anything to her about how beautiful they are. Does this seem fair? I love my wife, and just commenting shouldn’t hurt anything, right?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Three months later we run our own caper,

How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for you?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“…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”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The other one don't understand me,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Know your enemies

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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,

I'll see you when I get there,

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What does life mean without death?

“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'”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Movin objects mentally

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

If it ain't