What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

“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,

What exactly is the difference between a surge protector and a fuse? Can a fuse protect the electronic devices from lightning instead of surge protector?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why do people procrastinate and how can they stop?

I seen it all in my short life

“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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

Why do wokes use words like "homophobes" when they don't know what that means? Do they realize that no one is afraid of them?

Movin objects mentally

Know your enemies

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

How would you respond to Rep. Nancy Mace's claim that the GOP platform is more in line with what the American people want compared to the left?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

What does life mean without death?

How do you confront your own family for not inviting you or leaving you out of things?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I never knew my life mattered”

Did sharing a wife turn out okay?

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What is the sluttiest thing your wife has ever done?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Is there a type of function where every point has exactly one tangent line passing through it? If yes, what is this type of function called?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What is your biggest mistake or regret?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“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”

Do you think some men have sex with prostitutes because they're too afraid to talk to women? Money does the talking for them.

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

How many trans people are lawful gun owners?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

What's the funniest thing you heard in a movie theater?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

What is your young sex story?

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

“…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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

The other one don't understand me,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

If it ain't

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

“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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Who designed our DNA structure?

I'll see you when I get there,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

If it ain't