What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Why do atheists love to preach against Abrahamic religions and mock God? Even if they do not fear the eternal fire of hell, pious Muslims will certainly not leave them alone and will take brutal revenge until they surrender and repent of their sins.

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Know your enemies

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

What is the Rejuran skin booster for?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

What movies have not aged well?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Why do flat earthers think using globetrotter, globetard, and other insults will make the educated arguer fall for the silly flat-earth belief?

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I never knew my life mattered”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

“…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 seen it all in my short life

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Soldier with the gas-mask

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

“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”

If it ain't

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

If it ain't

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

“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”

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What does life mean without death?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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'”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do