What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Why have Indian girls almost stopped wearing sarees?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

How do I become an intelligent man?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why do so many men on the internet try to compete with women, or try to "humble" and bash them? There's so many videos across my tiktok and YouTube of men claiming how they're wanting to get back at women and put them in thier place.

Mothership alien sorceress

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why do older people have a hard time using technology?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Me and my peeps is all trife

I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?

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

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

If it ain't

Is it legal for an employer to ask why you are taking time off from work?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

If everyone in Russia dropped into holes in the ground only never to return, would that be good for NATO and international peacekeepers? Can we convince Russians to be less diabolical, so they coexist? Does Putin stink like doo doo in the commode?

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I seen it all in my short life

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

If it ain't

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

What does life mean without death?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Movin objects mentally

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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'”

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

The other one don't understand me,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“…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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Who designed our DNA structure?

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,