What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The other one don't understand me,

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

“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”

Have you ever lied to your family? What were the circumstances?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

No smile is genuine or real,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Why cant I ever fall asleep with my boyfriend?

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Is heroin really as good as people say it is?

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Isn’t freedom of speech and expression an absolute right?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Do you love fat pussy?

“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”

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

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

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

“…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”

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

What does life mean without death?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I seen it all in my short life

Who designed our DNA structure?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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'”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I never knew my life mattered”

Movin objects mentally

Know your enemies

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

If it ain't

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,