What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Mothership alien sorceress
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What are some photos of masturbation?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Do handsome guys intimidate women or people in general?
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Why is my elder sister so mean?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do it once, I do it twice,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Do many women shave their vaginas?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Do you consider yourself pretty?
“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”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The other one don't understand me,
Know your enemies
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Has a psychic ever made a crazy prediction that turned out to be true?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gangbangers that spit slang
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll see you when I get there,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Movin objects mentally
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What does life mean without death?
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Who designed our DNA structure?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I never knew my life mattered”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I seen it all in my short life
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,