What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dead astronauts, pyramids

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Why do men like low maintenance women?

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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'”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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“…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”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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“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 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”

“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”

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

I just cannot wake up early, even if I sleep on time. What should I do?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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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,

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

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If it ain't

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I am so tired of ignorant people like you calling us far rights, why democrats is so educated, they take things from their own mouth, you guys are totalitarian party?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

What does life mean without death?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

The other one don't understand me,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Know your enemies

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

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“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”