What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

What is the reason behind the Russian government's negative view on foreign travel?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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No smile is genuine or real,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Why do people have polyamorous relationships?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Why did the massacre of al-Dawayima Palestinian residents not have the same reverberations as the Deir Yasin massacre?

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

In the TV show Supernatural, why is God portrayed as cruel?

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

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

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

In my experience, British people are fat, ugly and arrogant. Why is it and can it be changed?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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”

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

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

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

Why do people keep saying they have evidence and have presented it that proves you're wrong even though they have none and haven't presented anything? Furthermore, what do they think you're wrong about?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“…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”

The other one don't understand me,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I never knew my life mattered”

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Movin objects mentally

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Know your enemies

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

I'll see you when I get there,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Mothership alien sorceress

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

“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'”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“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”

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“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”

If it ain't

Three months later we run our own caper,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I seen it all in my short life

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I do it once, I do it twice,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't