What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I dreamt my mother had died and I cried so much in my dream. What does it mean?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Riddle: How do budget cuts, DEI hires, and empty reservoirs, turn the bluest, most Democrat city Red?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

“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 seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Who designed our DNA structure?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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'”

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

“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”

I'll see you when I get there,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

I never knew my life mattered”

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

What does life mean without death?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

If it ain't

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“…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”

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

Know your enemies

Movin objects mentally

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“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”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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