What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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Gangbangers that spit slang

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I seen it all in my short life

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

How can couples reverse the buildup of resentment once they notice it?

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

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Are evolutionists giving evolution a bad name by claiming humans started off as shrews?

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why does it matter so much to atheists that God doesn't exist?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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The other one don't understand me,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Know your enemies

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“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'”

What does life mean without death?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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'll see you when I get there,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Soldier with the gas-mask

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Movin objects mentally

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“…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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“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”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

If it ain't