What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Why does my ex boyfriend do this?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“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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“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

How can I get the lead guitar removed from a song so I can play the lead Guitar parts myself and have the rest of the band's music playing? Is there ought to be a website or company who can do this?

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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Until we realized how to get the real money;

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Movin objects mentally

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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“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”

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

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

Does being poor build better character than being born rich?

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why have Indian girls almost stopped wearing sarees?

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

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

Me and my peeps is all trife

I seen it all in my short life

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

If it ain't

“…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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What does life mean without death?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Know your enemies

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,