What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

Do you remember one day, you put a deep smile on someone's face and made them very happy?

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why am I so triggered and depressed over a minor thing?

I'll see you when I get there,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why are breasts attractive?

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why did my ex replace me so fast?

Me and my peeps is all trife

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

These glowing axolotls may hold the secret to human limb regeneration - The Washington Post

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Why do some people dislike rap and hip hop music despite there being poor quality music in every genre?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The other one don't understand me,

Movin objects mentally

What can help me fall asleep at night?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Is OnlyFans good or bad for the society? Why?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Why did my ex move on so fast, we have only been broken up for 2 weeks?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“…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”

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

What does life mean without death?

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I seen it all in my short life

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Know your enemies

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

If it ain't

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

If it ain't

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“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'”

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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