What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

What can you do if someone makes a false accusation against you?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Soldier with the gas-mask

Consequatur corporis quos perspiciatis tenetur vel totam.

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

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Why does my vagina smell sort of fishy/musty days after sex when my boyfriend ejaculates in me? There isn’t any itching or burning when urinating, so I don't think I have BV. It just doesn't smell like me.

“…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”

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

What does life mean without death?

Why do people with straight hair think curly hair is so easy to take care of?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If it ain't

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

“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”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Three months later we run our own caper,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Mothership alien sorceress

I seen it all in my short life

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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'”

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I do it once, I do it twice,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Know your enemies

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,