What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What can anal toys bring to straight men?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

If it ain't

Why don't we hear our own snoring?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“…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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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

What are some disadvantages of living in rural areas? What are the advantages?

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

“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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“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”

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

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why do people keep complaining about how some people copy and paste the question before answering it? To me, it's very disturbing and makes me want to block and mute them as annoying whiners.

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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'”

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

No smile is genuine or real,

Movin objects mentally

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I'll see you when I get there,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

What does life mean without death?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I never knew my life mattered”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Gangbangers that spit slang

Who designed our DNA structure?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

Know your enemies

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,