What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

If it ain't

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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The other one don't understand me,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?

What does life mean without death?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do it once, I do it twice,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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No smile is genuine or real,

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”

“…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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If it ain't

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I seen it all in my short life

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

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

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

Know your enemies

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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'”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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 never knew my life mattered”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries