What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Can a cop pull you over walking home asking why you are out so late?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

My marriage is fixed. My future husband repeatedly calls me to meet me in private and pressure me to have a relationship. What should I do?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

What are some disadvantages of living in rural areas? What are the advantages?

Know your enemies

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

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

Can I know a love story of a medical student?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Why do people mourn when their leaders lose elections? Is it common for people to cry over events that are out of their control?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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”

Why do many men like women's breasts?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

If you were president, how would you make America "great again?"

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

What are your thoughts on Italian nationalist poet Gabriele D'Annunzio, who was the subject of the documentary "Fiume o morte!"?

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

If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why are the democrats keep insisting that there are more than two genders?

I seen it all in my short life

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Mariners' vibes turn ugly after sweep: 'Nobody feels sorry for us' - The Seattle Times

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Why are North Carolina Democrats against Mark Robinson? He is the modern Martin Luther King Jr. and the Democrats are being stupid for not voting him.

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

I haven’t eaten junk food for weeks, I ate dirty all-day yesterday, but I can’t even workout, why am I so tired?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Why are people nowadays so into anal sex?

“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'”

“…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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

If it ain't

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

What does life mean without death?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Mothership alien sorceress

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Who designed our DNA structure?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Movin objects mentally

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

The other one don't understand me,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I do it once, I do it twice,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy