What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why do black people prefer thick, curvy women?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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Who designed our DNA structure?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The other one don't understand me,

Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Do all armies have the same rank 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”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Which Korean female celebrities look the best in a bikini?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I seen it all in my short life

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

How do I confess to my crush who had a traumatic past with his previous partner without losing the friendship?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

If it ain't

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?

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

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

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

How can I earn money through OnlyFans?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

My husband asked me why do I keep on complaining about him cheating. Why don't I just leave?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

What exactly is the boundary men should follow while looking at girls so they don't call them perverts?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Mothership alien sorceress

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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'”

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Know your enemies

“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”

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I'll see you when I get there,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Movin objects mentally

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,