What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

What is your favorite cuckold experience?

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

How do we greet in German, French, Spanish, and Italian?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

How did you as a human being change while growing up?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

My wife found I had been on Pornhub. She considers this adultery and wants a divorce. She hasn't touched me in over 6 years. What should I do?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

When a narcissist mad at their new supply, do they take it out on the old supply?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

What was your wildest experience as a lesbian?

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

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

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

What does it mean when someone tells you they love you and want you in their life, but doesn't want to commit?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

What does it feel like to "lose your looks" to age?

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

Why do I sweat so much after applying moisture or sun screen on my face? I have normal skin.

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“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”

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“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”

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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'”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What does life mean without death?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

The other one don't understand me,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

I seen it all in my short life

Mothership alien sorceress

Movin objects mentally

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Three months later we run our own caper,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

If it ain't

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

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

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

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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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I do it once, I do it twice,

No smile is genuine or real,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,