What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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“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 a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

“…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”

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

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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“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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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gangbangers that spit slang

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

If it ain't

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Know your enemies

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

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

If it ain't

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

The other one don't understand me,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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”

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Three months later we run our own caper,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Soldier with the gas-mask

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

“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 seen it all in my short life

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,