What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Why do Argentinians use "vos" instead of "tú" in informal speech?

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

“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”

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

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

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

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

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The other one don't understand me,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why does my vagina and around my butthole itch? I don't have weird discharge and I'm still a virgin.

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

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

What can I do when I'm ugly on both outside and inside? What do I do? Cut myself off from the world to make everyones lives better? I'm a monster. I hurt feelings, and I say what was said to me. I feel like I'm nothing but a burden. What do I do?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

I seen it all in my short life

What’s a historical event you wish more people talked about?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Movin objects mentally

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Know your enemies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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'”

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“…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”

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

If it ain't

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”