What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

What is the best technique for inserting a tampon into one’s anus?

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

How do I become mentally strong?

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

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

Can anyone or anything overthrow your belief in the Jewish God?

I seen it all in my short life

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Why do our deceased do not protect us from other bad spirits?

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Gangbangers that spit slang

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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Soldier with the gas-mask

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Who designed our DNA structure?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Is anyone else losing complete respect for the US at this point?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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“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'”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“…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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I never knew my life mattered”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Movin objects mentally

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Know your enemies

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

If it ain't