What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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 sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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No smile is genuine or real,

Mothership alien sorceress

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

How can I earn money through OnlyFans?

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

Know your enemies

I'll see you when I get there,

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What are some difficulties in a JEE aspirant's life?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

How do you have intercourse with a girl who can remember you for a long time?

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

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

If it ain't

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

If it ain't

“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”

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Soldier with the gas-mask

Who designed our DNA structure?

Three months later we run our own caper,

I seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“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”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Movin objects mentally

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“…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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

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

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

I never knew my life mattered”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,