What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why do people procrastinate and how can they stop?

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

Why is my Whirlpool fridge not cooling but the freezer works? What is the solution?

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

What's your love story?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

“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 sexual fantasies do you have?

Mothership alien sorceress

Movin objects mentally

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Why is the concept of pumping water uphill not commonly used as a source of electricity generation, similar to pumped-hydro systems?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

What made you feel satisfied about your life today?

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

What are some of the best relationship advice for men?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Know your enemies

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Why do foolish atheists think their strange delusional theories are facts?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The other one don't understand me,

If it ain't

What was your best revenge story?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

How do you get people to follow your Quora Space?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

If it ain't

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Gangbangers that spit slang

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“…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”

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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'”

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

No smile is genuine or real,

I seen it all in my short life

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I never knew my life mattered”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What does life mean without death?

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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