What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Why do I sweat so much? I’m 17 but I feel like I always need to re-apply deodorant and I am always self-conscious that I smell because I feel sweat under my arms.

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What blowjob techniques do you use for your man to cum inside your mouth?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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'”

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why do some people dislike Gilmore girls?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I broke up with my boyfriend because he wasn’t transparent about his past, it hurts me and he doesn’t care. I told him in the beginning of our relationship that it was a deal breaker for me what do I do?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Are you able to lie, even though you have Aspergers?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

The other one don't understand me,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why is it important for Hollywood celebrities to come out against Trump?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What was your biggest culture shock going to Europe?

If it ain't

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Do older men realize that younger women usually do not prefer them?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why can't I lose weight?

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Movin objects mentally

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

“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”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

If it ain't

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I never knew my life mattered”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Know your enemies

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

I seen it all in my short life

“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”

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”

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

No smile is genuine or real,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“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”