What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Should we consider deporting democrats to Canada?

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

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Gangbangers that spit slang

“…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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What are your political and economic beliefs? How did you form them, especially in comparison to those who hold opposing views?

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

No smile is genuine or real,

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Why do people always talk about Ohio as it's a dangerous city?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”

What does life mean without death?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Know your enemies

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

If it ain't

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“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'”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

I seen it all in my short life

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Who designed our DNA structure?