What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Soldier with the gas-mask

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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Know your enemies

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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“…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”

Movin objects mentally

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

No smile is genuine or real,

Why are white women not interested in dating Asian men? Are they not attractive to you at all?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

What does life mean without death?

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

Is it possible for a judge to hold someone in contempt for not being able to pay a fine that was imposed during their sentencing hearing?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Is there a future where LA's wildfire seasons no longer exist?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

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

Do you think Japan will have same-sex marriage by 2030?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

What does it mean when someone is pretending to be me?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“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”

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

“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”

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Three months later we run our own caper,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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'”

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Gangbangers that spit slang

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,