What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

What would happen if the Earth stopped spinning for one minute?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Do women like men who have slept with many women?

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

If it ain't

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

Why is the world male-dominated?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Movin objects mentally

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why does Islam give a bad vibe?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Where are the big girls? This is the first time I've seen a bigger lady boy and that's awesome .. you should post more of them here, nothing wrong with a thick black lady

I never knew my life mattered”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

What do you do to make yourself sleep early?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Why is our generation so unhappy?

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“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'”

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Know your enemies

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

How can I get a girlfriend? I am 26.

Three months later we run our own caper,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

When will dating stop being so hard for Gen Z?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Why do girls in Indian top colleges wear shorts?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

What does life mean without death?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“…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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I'll see you when I get there,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

The other one don't understand me,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

“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”

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I seen it all in my short life

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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”

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

“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”

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

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

If it ain't

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Until we realized how to get the real money;

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,