What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Me and my peeps is all trife

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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If it ain't

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Why are there so many girls and not enough boys to follow?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

If it ain't

Would you let your partner cheat on you every now and again?

Mothership alien sorceress

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“…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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why is my ex trying to provoke an argument with me?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

How much stronger is an average man than an average woman?

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

What does life mean without death?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Know your enemies

“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 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,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,