What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

If it ain't

What is one small habit that has transformed your life in unexpected ways?

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

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

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

Why do subpar women think that they are nines and tens?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

“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”

Have you ever really seen aliens or UFOs by yourself? Can you share your experience?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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Movin objects mentally

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Mothership alien sorceress

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I seen it all in my short life

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Know your enemies

Soldier with the gas-mask

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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'”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Me and my peeps is all trife

The other one don't understand me,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

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

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

“…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”

What does life mean without death?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“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”

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I'll see you when I get there,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I never knew my life mattered”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

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