What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Which document should be pointed out to a holocaust denier?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I'll see you when I get there,

Where's the Civil War everyone on the left said would happen?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

The other one don't understand me,

I seen it all in my short life

How would you feel if your friend confided in you that she is cheating on her husband, knowing that he loves her deeply? What emotional and ethical considerations would you grapple with in response to her revelation?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

My stepmother has banned me from the family. Can she legally keep me from going to my father's funeral?

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Why do some children hate their parents?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What if the girl says that drama about you dating here? Is that a bad sign?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What pet would you strongly not recommend?

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Who are some good social skills therapists in Pompano Beach, Florida?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Do you believe that the portrayal of smoking in films and music videos contributes to the glamorization of cigarettes in society?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

What does it mean when we dream about demons, ghosts, monsters, etc.?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

What is the best sex you have ever had (in detail)?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck 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”

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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,

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

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

Know your enemies

“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”

“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”

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“…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”

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Soldier with the gas-mask

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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'”

If it ain't

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What does life mean without death?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

If it ain't

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,