What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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”

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Is it very wrong to want to spend some time with husband after continuous work for 5 days in a weekend because my husband thinks if we go out every weekend what night my parents and other family members think?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“…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”

How can I fall asleep fast at night?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Are you afraid to get married and why?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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'”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

What one thing makes someone a very mature person?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

What is the meaning of xx in texting?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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I'll see you when I get there,

Know your enemies

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

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

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

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

If it ain't

I seen it all in my short life

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Movin objects mentally

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

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

The other one don't understand me,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Mothership alien sorceress

What does life mean without death?