What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

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

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

What would you do if you found out that someone had broken into your home while you were sleeping?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

As an inmate did you have to live alongside a bully for your whole sentence?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Do married men like sucking dick?

I never knew my life mattered”

“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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

What started the whole idea of femboys? What is the whole point of a femboy? Did a boy or a man just randomly start dressing or acting feminine or something?

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Where can I get sure fixed matches on Instagram?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

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

What makes outside showers appealing? Why are they not commonly seen?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

What does life mean without death?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Movin objects mentally

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

If it ain't

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

“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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“…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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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'”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Know your enemies

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I seen it all in my short life

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I'll see you when I get there,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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