What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

What does life mean without death?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why is my vagina swollen, it’s very itchy. I had sex we used protection, but day after it felt like my insides had a heartbeat as well as itching, the pulsing has went away but it is still itchy and my discharge is yellow, i'm 15, what could it be?

Know your enemies

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Is there an MBTI personality that is more or less likely to handle stress?

Movin objects mentally

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

“…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”

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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

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

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

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“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”

What are my 10 favorite rock record album opening tracks?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Do leftists understand why young men are becoming more right-wing?

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

At what stage in your life did you realize, "No, I can't do this any more" and walk out? Why?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What is truer than that which is true?

“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”

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

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

My husband asked me why do I keep on complaining about him cheating. Why don't I just leave?

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

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

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

Musk's DOGE workers are now investigating Medicare and Medicaid. They want to eliminate fraud, but can they also be hurting poor Americans and senior citizens' benefits?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Mothership alien sorceress

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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 seen it all in my short life

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

If it ain't

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

No smile is genuine or real,

I'll see you when I get there,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I never knew my life mattered”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“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'”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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