What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

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

Why does my narcissistic ex told me that he f*cked and sleep with other woman and then at the end says that it also happened because of me?

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

My girlfriend told me that she wants to move in with me. I have my own apartment and I like my peace and quiet, but I also love her. We've been together for a year now. What should I do?

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

The other one don't understand me,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

No smile is genuine or real,

“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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

I'll see you when I get there,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Know your enemies

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“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”

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

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

What does life mean without death?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Mothership alien sorceress

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

If it ain't

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues