What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Why does my mother care about my sister more than me?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

How do I build muscle easily with isometrics?

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

If it ain't

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I seen it all in my short life

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Me and my peeps is all trife

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Know your enemies

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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'”

“…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”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,