What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Did you become a cuckold for your wife?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Why do subpar women think that they are nines and tens?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Why do people always talk about Ohio as it's a dangerous city?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

Do you think a lot of sociopaths' parents kill themselves for having brought such disgusting evil into the world? How much shame and disgust must they carry?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

How do you have intercourse with a girl who can remember you for a long time?

If it ain't

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why do I sweat a great deal while exercising the same on some days and not so much on others?

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

“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”

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

Why didn't people like the Game of Thrones ending?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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I seen it all in my short life

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

“…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”

How do I become mentally strong?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

If it ain't

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What does life mean without death?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

“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”

“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”

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Know your enemies

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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 do it once, I do it twice,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Movin objects mentally

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The other one don't understand me,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,