What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

What have you learned from your parents' mistakes?

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

If it ain't

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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“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'”

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If you believe in God, do you think God can save you from cancer?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Mothership alien sorceress

Gangbangers that spit slang

Have you been arrested or investigated?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

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

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

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

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

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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

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

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

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

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“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”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Movin objects mentally

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I'll see you when I get there,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Know your enemies

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Three months later we run our own caper,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

If it ain't

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

“…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,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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