What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Atque sapiente quis aspernatur.

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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“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”

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

If it ain't

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“…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”

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

I do it once, I do it twice,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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 bust the combustion Big Bang,

What does life mean without death?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“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'”

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Know your enemies

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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