What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Would you date/marry a guy younger than you? If no, why not?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Is OnlyFans good or bad for the society? Why?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Why do some men like anal sex?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

If it ain't

How do you get started in bestiality with a dog as a male?

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Why are men so attracted to big breasts?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Why is Roblox so laggy it’s unplayable? My computer is fine and the internet is great.

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Which is better, a naked picture of some one you know or porn videos?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Know your enemies

How can a man clean his Soul?

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

What kind of person makes you think "how come there are people like that"?

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What happens to single guys when they get older?

“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'”

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“…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”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I'll see you when I get there,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

What does life mean without 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”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

If it ain't

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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 other one don't understand me,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

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

I never knew my life mattered”