What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Movin objects mentally

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

What does life mean without death?

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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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If it ain't

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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'”

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

What was Easter day like for you as a child?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Do older women know what they want?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

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

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“…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”

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I never knew my life mattered”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

The other one don't understand me,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Know your enemies

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

If it ain't

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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