What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why do men like BBW? What is the attraction?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Why, after a divorce, would one still want to ruin the other one’s life?

“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 never knew my life mattered”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why did lobsters evolve bright colors if they are neither poisonous nor venomous?

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

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

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

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Is crossdressing being a transvestite?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Does a person with schizophrenia hear voices?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Why is America so fucked up?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why do wives cheat with black guys?

“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”

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

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

How do military families balance personal political views with respect for civilian leadership?

No smile is genuine or real,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Why did it take seven days for troops with helicopters, equipment, supplies, food, and water to be dispatched to southeast storm zones?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

How do you know if your husband loves you truly and deeply?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

What does life mean without death?

What transforms the philosophical intellect?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Soldier with the gas-mask

Three months later we run our own caper,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

If it ain't

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The other one don't understand me,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

I seen it all in my short life

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

Movin objects mentally

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

“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”

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

Know your enemies

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

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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

“…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”