What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What are "demonic attacks" and how can one tell when they're happening to them, or someone else? How would one go about dealing with it?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Why am I so triggered and depressed over a minor thing?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

What does life mean without death?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“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'”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Is BPD real or just an excuse?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why do some women squirt and some don't?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why should the law care about what I do behind closed doors?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

If it ain't

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Who designed our DNA structure?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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 it once, I do it twice,

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

“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”

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Gangbangers that spit slang

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I seen it all in my short life

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

“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”

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

If it ain't

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Me and my peeps is all trife

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

No smile is genuine or real,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Soldier with the gas-mask

The other one don't understand me,