What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I'm straight, so why do I love watching guys cum?

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Where can I get sure fixed matches on Instagram?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Is it possible to run away from home at 16? What are some essential items to bring for survival?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I want to touch my sister’s boobs. What do I say?

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Why are Boomers so vehemently opposed to student loan forgiveness?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

How often do prisoners try to escape from jail/prison, and how many of them succeed?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

How can a hacker damage me, realistically?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Mothership alien sorceress

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

“…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”

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Know your enemies

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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'”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“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”

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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