What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

Do you think Harris will win thanks to Taylor Swift and the Swifties?

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

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I never knew my life mattered”

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

I'll see you when I get there,

How can AI chatgpt be bypassed?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

The other one don't understand me,

Do you think a lot of sociopaths' parents kill themselves for having brought such disgusting evil into the world? How much shame and disgust must they carry?

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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'”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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What does life mean without death?

I seen it all in my short life

Me and my peeps is all trife

What should I do? I'm 17 and I'm dating a 23-year-old guy.

Movin objects mentally

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

Know your enemies

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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If it ain't

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

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

If everyone hates censorship so much, why do those “censorship-free” alternative social media sites always fail?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I do it once, I do it twice,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“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,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“…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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

If it ain't

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“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”

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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