What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

I keep hitting my front tooth with my glass while bringing it to my mouth unintentionally and the nerve in the tooth keeps pulsating. Does hitting the tooth like this cause damage enough that I could lose the tooth?

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

If it ain't

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Is Beauty of Joseon Sunscreen good for oily skin?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

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

Why does it feel like music today is boring?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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I seen it all in my short life

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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Mothership alien sorceress

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

Know your enemies

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“…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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

What does life mean without death?

“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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

If it ain't

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,