What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What can I do to deal with disrespectful children?

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

What do flat Earthers think causes the "magical downward force"?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

I see ugly guys dating gorgeous, "hot" women all the time. I, too, am not very attractive but I'm not doing well with the ladies. What's their secret?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

Why are fewer English people going to their local pubs for a drink? Are they aware that many pubs are shutting down due to lack of customers?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Fact-checking unsubstantiated claims linking Gov. Walz to Minnesota lawmakers’ shootings - PBS

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

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'll see you when I get there,

Why are people so terrified or bothered that a person has original creative ideas, hobbies or unique interests?

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Do you love fat pussy?

If it ain't

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Do you have any problem dating a younger man?

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“…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”

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

What is the process of becoming an Evangelical preacher? Is attending seminary school necessary? How long does it typically take? Is it financially challenging?

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

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

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

Why do people turn a blind eye to bad behaviour if someone is very good looking? Whereas if someone is ugly, they get harshly judged for everything?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What does it mean when your husband comments and likes other women on social media? He has private IG and TikTok accounts that I have no access to. He has saved videos and pictures of women on his phone.

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

What are some reasons why men may not want to date a woman who can pay her own bills?

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What does life mean without death?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

I seen it all in my short life

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I never knew my life mattered”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

“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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Movin objects mentally

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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'”

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If it ain't

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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