What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Have you ever been instructed/forced to crossdress for the benefit of others?

Three months later we run our own caper,

I seen it all in my short life

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

How do I become mentally strong?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I have BPD. Why do I destroy everyone I love?

If it ain't

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Can a twin flame runner be happy in a karmic relationship?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I do it once, I do it twice,

What is the most memorable thing that happened in your college days?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Is it sinful for Christians to look at beautiful women?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

How does it feel to be in a marriage without any love?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

What's your favourite porn video to jerk off to?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Mothership alien sorceress

My boss called me on a Saturday to let me know he that due to financial reasons, I was no longer needed effective immediatley. 3 days later, he sends me a text asking about work issues. How do I respond?

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Why does he text me first but when I never text first he gets mad?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Are you afraid to get married and why?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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'”

Why do people stay in cults after they have joined?

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

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

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

The other one don't understand me,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“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”

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Movin objects mentally

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

If it ain't

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“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”

Know your enemies

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

What does life mean without death?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,