What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Movin objects mentally

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Why do atheists not love a G-d that does not stop punishing them harder and harder in this world and the next until they surrender to Him?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Can you share a picture of your favorite outfit and explain why you love it?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Three months later we run our own caper,

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No smile is genuine or real,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Why would Joseph Smith say that polygamy was God's law?

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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“…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”

“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'”

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

How do I know if I am a bitch? I try to be a nice person but people often jokingly call me a bitch. My family calls me a bitch sometimes too.

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The Roman Empire at the time of Christ kept meticulous records. Why then, is there no record of the trial of Jesus?

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

Know your enemies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why do White people love dogs more than humans?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I never knew my life mattered”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

If it ain't

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Soldier with the gas-mask

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

The other one don't understand me,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“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”

What does life mean without death?

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

“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”

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

If it ain't

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers