What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

What does life mean without death?

Why do British people always write "xxx" after their names?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Gangbangers that spit slang

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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“…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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

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

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

How did the Nazis figure out whether a person or community is 'Aryan' or not?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Who's your celebrity crush?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

What real evidence is there to believe in legends such as the story of Atlandida or the lost continent of Lemuria?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Know your enemies

“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”

Why do people hate fat people so much, even people who aren't exactly supermodels themselves? It seems like such a deep, passionate hatred, like they're offended by fat people just existing. Fat people didn't do anything to them, so why hate them?

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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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'”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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The other one don't understand me,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Who designed our DNA structure?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Movin objects mentally

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

I never knew my life mattered”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I do it once, I do it twice,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

If it ain't

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

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

“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”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I seen it all in my short life

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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