What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why can't they repair the damage caused by Elon Musk renaming Twitter to X?

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Why does my sister want to have sex with me? What should I do?

Know your enemies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

If Jesus spoke against abortion and prioritized family values, how quickly would he be dismissed as a patriarchal figure by modern progressives?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I am interested in gang stalking tactics. How do covert agents use street theater and false narratives to torment targeted individuals?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

“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'”

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

Why did Obito, a supposed "bad person," do good things for Kakashi?

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

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

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

Which is the correct Tamil New Year, Thai-1 or Chithirai-1?

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Why do people mourn when their leaders lose elections? Is it common for people to cry over events that are out of their control?

The other one don't understand me,

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

“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”

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

What are some signs that a therapist may have poor boundaries with their clients?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Why don't I get sleep at nights?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

How does one succeed in life?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

If you get a chance to have sex with either Kajal Agarwal or Samantha, who would you choose and why?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

I'll see you when I get there,

No smile is genuine or real,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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 never knew my life mattered”

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

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

Movin objects mentally

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“…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”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,