What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

How can I get a girlfriend? I am 26.

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

No smile is genuine or real,

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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Soldier with the gas-mask

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Has anyone been spanked by their parents after becoming an adult?

If it ain't

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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'”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“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”

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

I seen it all in my short life

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

What does life mean without death?

Who designed our DNA structure?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Mothership alien sorceress

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

“…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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Know your enemies

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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