What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Does the pro-choice movement realise that all the money used to subside abortions can be used to subsidize daycare and other financial support for single mothers with unplanned pregnancies?

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Feeling antsy in your legs at bedtime? This condition may be to blame - CNN

Soldier with the gas-mask

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Can an astrologer predict that someone is in a physical relationship before marriage?

Movin objects mentally

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What do all Indian parents have in common?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Do snipers lay on top of tank turrets during combat?

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Why is Trump not on a violation of probation, offering a job for an endorsement is in violation of federal law? Kaamala knew better she is very sharp.

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

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

What's your wildest & weirdest fantasy?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

“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”

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Who was the guy that had sex with the AIDS monkey?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What are the easiest stores for shoplifting?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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”

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

“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'”

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

What does life mean without death?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Know your enemies

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“…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”

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

No smile is genuine or real,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

If it ain't

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I seen it all in my short life

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,