What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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“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'”

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

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

What is a fun psychological trick to try on someone?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

In your opinion, who is the most overrated singer/band/artist in modern music history and why?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“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”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

I seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

How can I be okay with being ugly? What is the bright side?

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

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What are James Potter's flaws?

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

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

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

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Know your enemies

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

What is the difference between the terms "Millennials" and "kids"?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

At what point does trespassing become self defense? What are the necessary conditions for this line to be crossed from trespassing to self defense?

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Why can't white people just surrender their white privilege?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Why can't NASA just bite the bullet and launch a plainly simple mission, audited by flat earther peers start to finish that definitively proves to even the smallest minds that the earth is an oblong spheroid, and not flat?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

What are tips for weight loss?

If it ain't

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“…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”

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“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”

What does life mean without death?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Movin objects mentally

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I never knew my life mattered”

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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

No smile is genuine or real,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,