What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Can I see some saggy tit pics and huge areolas pics?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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What does life mean without death?

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

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

Why is it after eating almonds when I’m occupied, I don’t feel mild itch, but as soon as I have nothing to do, I feel mildly itchy?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Why do men want to suck dick?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

What are some possible reasons for an unfaithful spouse to not confess their affair to their partner and instead end it without telling them?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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,

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

“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”

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Movin objects mentally

I seen it all in my short life

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

The other one don't understand me,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Know your enemies

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

“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'”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“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”

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,