What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Why does my dog keep licking at her privates now? She is 7 years old and has barely started licking there. The vet said she’s fine but she keeps doing that.

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Have you ever witnessed political correctness harm someone?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“…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”

What happened to your school bully?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

When Kundalini is awakened accidentally, what can be done?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

How do empaths destroy narcissists?

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Can the belief of not worshipping Christ held by Jehovah's Witnesses be disproven using scripture alone?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Is the Shia claim true that Imam Ali was born inside the Kaaba?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Me and my peeps is all trife

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why is my ex still keeping in touch with me even though she dumped me?

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Why can’t conservatives accept the fact that they are stupid?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Movin objects mentally

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

Why am I not getting any atheists to debate with? Are they scared?

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

What does life mean without death?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I seen it all in my short life

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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 never knew my life mattered”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

If it ain't

“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”

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

No smile is genuine or real,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

The other one don't understand me,

I'll see you when I get there,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Who designed our DNA structure?