What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Why do I feel so lazy every time I get into my room?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Why do people think Mirko is boring in My Hero Academia?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“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”

What is the best way to get revenge on people who hurt you?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

The other one don't understand me,

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

Why is my vagina swollen, it’s very itchy. I had sex we used protection, but day after it felt like my insides had a heartbeat as well as itching, the pulsing has went away but it is still itchy and my discharge is yellow, i'm 15, what could it be?

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why are right-wing commentators spreading conspiracy theories about Haitians eating local pets in Springfield, Ohio?

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

What would explain Trump blaming Ukraine for starting the war with Russia?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

So who has worn a cock cage. One of my guy FWBs put one on me last Sunday and left with the keys? I was very nervous at first but have calmed down. Told me he'll unlock it tomorrow.. Let me know.

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Why are Boomers so vehemently opposed to student loan forgiveness?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Soldier with the gas-mask

I'll see you when I get there,

Movin objects mentally

If it ain't

“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 sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I never knew my life mattered”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Know your enemies

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I seen it all in my short life

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What does life mean without death?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Who designed our DNA structure?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,