What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Is having white skin really that attractive?

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

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

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

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Know your enemies

Which feels physically better for guys: vaginal sex or anal sex?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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“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'”

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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If it ain't

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

What are the causes of over sweating?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

“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”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Mothership alien sorceress

Soldier with the gas-mask

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“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”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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',

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

What does life mean without death?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gangbangers that spit slang

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“…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”

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

If it ain't

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Movin objects mentally

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