What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Is it painful for men to wear bras, panties, and tampons?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

What was the craziest place that you had sex with someone in public?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

What is the difference between heaven and heavens?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Why do flat Earthers still exist even though it is scientifically proven that the Earth is spherical?

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What is the craziest thing that you've ever witnessed?

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

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

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

Why are girls supposed to have a stereotypical "hourglass" body shape, and why if you dont have an "hourglass" body shape you get treated differently? It doesnt make any sense to me.

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Why is only the left side of my vagina bleeding, on and off?

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Are narcissists happy people generally?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Why do American conservatives say that America is a constitutional republic and not a democracy? Would it not make sense to call America a constitutional republican democracy?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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'”

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

I want to have anal sex, but my wife refuses. What do I do?

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I never knew my life mattered”

What is the worst emotional pain you ever felt as an adult?

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

If it ain't

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

Is visiting holy shrines (dargahs) or graves haraam in Islam?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

I told my 13-year-old daughter that she should never start a fight, but has my permission to end it. She got suspended for ending a fight that some other girl picked with her by hitting her then retreating. How do I handle the school’s response?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

If you lived in South Africa, would you support nuclear power as a solution to the country's energy woes?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

If it ain't

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“…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”

Mothership alien sorceress

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Movin objects mentally

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Gangbangers that spit slang

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Know your enemies

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

“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”

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”