What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I seen it all in my short life

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

What was something you did naughty with your cousin?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

What is the dirtiest thing you have witnessed your wife do?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Steal money, kidnap money, kill 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

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What happens when you have paranoid schizophrenia?

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

“…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”

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

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Know your enemies

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Mothership alien sorceress

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Movin objects mentally

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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,

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

If it ain't

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

What does life mean without death?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Me and my peeps is all trife

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

The other one don't understand me,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“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 do it once, I do it twice,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,