What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

Why did Donald Trump and Melania Trump sleep in different rooms?

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

How can I use AI to create custom music to accompany my vocal song or poetry?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Have you been arrested or investigated?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

How much does a doctor earn in Sweden per month?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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”

Can ancient music sound modern?

“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”

The other one don't understand me,

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

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Movin objects mentally

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

How do I convince my husband that a threesome is okay?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

No smile is genuine or real,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

If it ain't

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I never knew my life mattered”

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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'”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I seen it all in my short life

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

If it ain't

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“…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”

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“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”

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Know your enemies

What does life mean without death?

“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”

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

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose