What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

How should you handle a situation where your friend tells you they like someone who also likes you? Should you tell them or continue as normal?

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

If it ain't

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I'll see you when I get there,

Me and my peeps is all trife

I seen it all in my short life

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

How can I get over a break up?

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

What do teens do at night?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

How would you feel if your girlfriend had dick pics on her phone?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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I do it once, I do it twice,

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“…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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Movin objects mentally

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Know your enemies

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

“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'”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

What does life mean without death?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

If it ain't

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

No smile is genuine or real,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,