What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

The other one don't understand me,

What are some examples of unofficial acts by presidents?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

What does life mean without death?

Is Replika conscious?

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Do you think the number of sissies is on the rise?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

If it ain't

Is there a specific time frame for therapists to tell their clients they are wrong?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

I see lots of pictures of women who have huge clits are they real or what?

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

Movin objects mentally

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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No smile is genuine or real,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

What was Easter day like for you as a child?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

What's the biggest myth about illegal immigrants?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

How can the democrats say Mr. Trump is bad when he is already fixing this country again and he's not even president yet?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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“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”

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

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

Has any man licked his wife's vagina while another man had sex with her?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“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”

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

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

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

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But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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”

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

“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 moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Mothership alien sorceress

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I do it once, I do it twice,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Know your enemies

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I seen it all in my short life

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

I'll see you when I get there,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

“…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”

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

I never knew my life mattered”