What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The other one don't understand me,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

“…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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

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

Why do flat-Earthers think the Earth is flat?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Know your enemies

“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”

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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'”

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

How can Democrats not feel hypocritical when they urge Trump not to be vengeful should be become president when the Democrats are trying to put Trump into prison?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Are democrats inherently stupid or just lazy? They can Google " Ohio is investigating reports by residents that migrants are eating the local wildlife " why can't they seem to do the most simple things? Blind, ignorant, stupid or obtuse?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What does life mean without death?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Mothership alien sorceress

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Movin objects mentally

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If it ain't

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

If it ain't

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

I seen it all in my short life

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

“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”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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,

I never knew my life mattered”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you