What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My boyfriend wants to break up over too many petty arguments. To me, they are molehills because I truly love him & don't really think twice about them. If he loved me would he work through it?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

How do people break a narcissist man's ego?

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Ive been pretending to be okay and acting as normal as possible, but Im actually completely heartbroken after a recent breakup. Its painful and really affecting me, to the point where I cant concentrate at work, Ive lost my appetite, I cant sleep, and It feels as if my whole world has been turned upside down. I loved him so much. He said so many cruel things to me and it made me realize he must not have loved me the way I loved him, or he wouldnt have said such horrible things. How do I handle the heartbreak and why cant I accept that he didnt love me and just forget about him?

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Why do most atheists in debates with theists take Bible verses out of context much of the time? Are they lying maliciously or do they not understand theology enough to understand the meaning?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why is it so hard to date nowadays?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Does the interpretation of the Book of בראשית create in all generations the Chosen Cohen People יש מאין?

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

What I have noticed is nearly every girl I try to connect with whom reject me are in their early 20s why is that the case?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Do most men prefer curvy women or skinny women?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Jenny from Perth writes – my partner is the life of the party, women and men adore him. But at home, he gets angry at us for the silliest reasons and never nice words me or our kids, always putting us down. Should I stay or leave him?

If it ain't

Know your enemies

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Can shaving hair by Veet in our vagina cause diseases?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Why do men prefer women below the age of 30?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“…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”

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

“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'”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I seen it all in my short life

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

If it ain't

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

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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 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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Movin objects mentally

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

No smile is genuine or real,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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