What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Has anyone liked being made a cocksucker?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

What is a common thought that keeps people up at night? Why do some people experience this?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Have you ever seen your wife being fucked?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

How do I get fit at home?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Have you ever been humiliated in front of a group of girls and enjoyed it?

I seen it all in my short life

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“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”

Why is there so much free porn on the internet?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

How did you get to be a leftist?

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

If it ain't

Me and my peeps is all trife

Does the U.S military really prosecute military staff for cheating on their spouse, or do they close one eye if the cheating does not involve other military personnel since adultery is fairly common? Adultery is illegal in U.S military

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

What is the best reply if your boyfriend asks you,"why do you love me?"

Mothership alien sorceress

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

What do you think about Matt Gatz as an attorney general?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“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”

What are the easiest stores for shoplifting?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

What one thing makes someone a very mature person?

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

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

“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'”

How does it feel to be in a marriage without any love?

“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”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

If it ain't

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I do it once, I do it twice,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Know your enemies

“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”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Movin objects mentally

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I'll see you when I get there,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“…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”

No smile is genuine or real,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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