What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I'll see you when I get there,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

“…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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“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”

Do older women know what they want?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What are people discussing on BookTok?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

If it ain't

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

Why do narcissists want to hurt your feelings, even after they discard you?

The other one don't understand me,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Is the Kia Tasman the ugliest ute of all time?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“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”

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“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”

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Know your enemies

Movin objects mentally

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Mothership alien sorceress

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

What does life mean without death?

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I seen it all in my short life

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”