What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Is the Trump-Zelenskyy meeting a preview of what the US is going to do to Taiwan?

If it ain't

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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”

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Which sunscreen shall we use to apply on oily skin?

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Should women be allowed in “combat roles” within the military?

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

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

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

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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'”

No smile is genuine or real,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

The other one don't understand me,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

If it ain't

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Movin objects mentally

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Mothership alien sorceress

Me and my peeps is all trife

I never knew my life mattered”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

What does life mean without death?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Know your enemies

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