What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Gangbangers that spit slang

Is it possible for doctors to diagnose prostate cancer just by looking at a patient?

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What does it mean when someone leaves something in your house, your room to be exact, and when you tell them, they say they left it there on purpose?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why are men obsessed with breasts and their size? I don't quite see women being obsessed with the penis - Why is this so?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

How did the use of cows change in Indian culture over time? Is the value of cattle still important in modern times?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If there is an abandoned house with no owner, can I live in it?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Why do most Indian women cuckold or cheat on their husbands?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What advice would you give to a father of a teenage daughter on how to protect her from boys, dating, and social media? How should fathers discuss these topics with their daughters?

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What are some life hacks for living on your own?

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

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

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

What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

What does life mean without death?

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

Why are people so rude to debt collector’s? I am one and I am so tired of being mistreated. We are under paid and then have to deal with the most ungrateful, and disrespectful people. We aren’t customer service. Don’t get mad at us because YOU owe.

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Why are American university students fine with sharing a room?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

If it ain't

“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 gear now has sex appeal,

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Know your enemies

Until we realized how to get the real money;

The other one don't understand me,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

“…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”

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

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,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

No smile is genuine or real,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Mothership alien sorceress

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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'”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Movin objects mentally

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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