What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Why would you think you're fit to be a model?

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Any straight men had a gay experience in the past? What was it and how did you feel?

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

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do it once, I do it twice,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Do you wear tights for warmth or to make your legs look better?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Is it true that all men want a woman who looks like an Instagram “model”?

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Why do doctors refuse HRT to menopausal women but hand them out to trans people?

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

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

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

Has the current political environment caused Canadians to cancel trips to the United States?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Know your enemies

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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I seen it all in my short life

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Is 1500 calories enough for a 5’3 15-year-old who is non-active?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

The other one don't understand me,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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”

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

“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”

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“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”

If it ain't

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Mothership alien sorceress

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

No smile is genuine or real,

I never knew my life mattered”

If it ain't

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“…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”

“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'”

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,