What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

How do you get people to follow your Quora Space?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

How do I stop having work crushes because I only keep getting disappointed almost every day as I keep seeing they don’t like me back and won’t ever ask me out?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

How do people develop stage 4 cancer without noticing until it’s too late?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

How can someone get patrons on Patreon if they are a beginner artist?

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

Movin objects mentally

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

What does success really mean to you? Is it about happiness, money, or something else?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I seen it all in my short life

Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Do empaths fall easier for abusive people?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Are you more of a butt guy or a boob guy?

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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 is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Why am I sweating so much when I try to do anything?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why aren't U.S. prisons more like Marine Corps boot camp, were every second of the day there are mandatory activities so that at night everyone is so tired they go to sleep until wakeup at 5:30 am? Would this make prisons safer for all?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

How does the narcissist react when he realizes you no longer care?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Why do people stop working towards achieving their dreams?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

If it ain't

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

“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”

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I'll see you when I get there,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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'”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

“…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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What does life mean without death?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Know your enemies

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