What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Why would you think you're fit to be a model?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

What does it feel like wearing tights?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Why do you allow your cat to lie in bed with you?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

What causes tension between liberals and conservatives? Is it purely based on ideological differences or are there other factors at play?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Does a person with schizophrenia hear voices?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Would you join a gym or workout at home and why?

Know your enemies

Soldier with the gas-mask

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Have you ever witnessed a remote beach show where hundreds of turtles crawling to the water?

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

I'll see you when I get there,

I never knew my life mattered”

How do Greeks identify themselves in terms of civilization? Do they feel more connected to Western or Middle Eastern civilization and why?

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Which branch of engineering is better: ECE or Civil?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Can one still satisfy the desires of Black women with a more discreet endowment?"?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Why doesn't California have the tools, people, means to put out these fires even though they know there will be fires every year?

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

What does life mean without death?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I seen it all in my short life

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“…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”

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

The other one don't understand me,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Movin objects mentally

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

If it ain't

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',