What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Why do flat Earthers run away like whipped dogs with their tails between their legs when asked simple questions that expose their delusions as fantasy?

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

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

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

Why do some men like older women?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Movin objects mentally

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?

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

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

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

Is there a band whose members have been present for every one of their concerts?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

What is the best time for conception?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If a female has XX chromosomes and a male has XY chromosomes, what chromosomes do transgenders have?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why are perceived or real slights interpreted as rejections and reality by pwBPD?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why does my vagina and around my butthole itch? I don't have weird discharge and I'm still a virgin.

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Have anyone had an relationship of any kind with a spirit or demon, such as a succubus? If so, how was it?

I'll see you when I get there,

“…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,

If the world was flat, would it be possible to see Mount Everest if it was on the other side of the Earth on a clear sunny day?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Who are your 5 or so favorite Quora people?

Know your enemies

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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”

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

What does life mean without death?

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

“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”

“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'”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The other one don't understand me,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I seen it all in my short life

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

If it ain't

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions