What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What real evidence is there to believe in legends such as the story of Atlandida or the lost continent of Lemuria?

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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

What can melt your heart?

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

What caused North Korea to go poor when at first it was rich?

Who designed our DNA structure?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

What were some of the unforgettable incidents from your school life?

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

If it ain't

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Why am I so tired of the keto diet?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

It is common sense that Joe Biden is ruining America and is unfit to be president, but why are the liberals still supporting him when Trump is obviously a much better fit for office?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

What are examples of real life forced feminization?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

What happens when you have paranoid schizophrenia?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“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”

What are some signs that someone may be being stalked by an organization or secret society? How can they find out for sure?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

What kind of lights would you like to use for your home decor?

Movin objects mentally

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

What do you think of Andrew Tate?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?

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

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

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

Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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

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?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

“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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“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'”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“…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 do it once, I do it twice,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I seen it all in my short life

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Dead astronauts, pyramids

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“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”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I never knew my life mattered”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Know your enemies

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

If it ain't

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,