What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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“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”

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

“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”

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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Mothership alien sorceress

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What would happen if the Earth stopped spinning for one minute?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I seen it all in my short life

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

If it ain't

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

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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'”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Know your enemies

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

What does life mean without death?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I'll see you when I get there,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Movin objects mentally

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

No smile is genuine or real,

The other one don't understand me,

“…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”

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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