What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

No smile is genuine or real,

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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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

The other one don't understand me,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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If it ain't

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

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

Don't you think Israel is and always has been the biggest obstacle to peace in the Middle East?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I seen it all in my short life

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

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

If it ain't

What does life mean without death?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Movin objects mentally

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Know your enemies

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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”

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

“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'”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”