What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

What does life mean without death?

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Me and my peeps is all trife

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

“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”

Why do I feel like I want to suck a big dick after injecting meth?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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,

How is it, in the USA, a country with 334 million people, the choice of President comes down to two aged men, one of whom is a liar as well as a criminal, one who appears to be on his way to dementia. Surely a democratic country can put up better?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Were you ever in love with your teacher?

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Kquorans, can you please write a story?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Can bosses get fired for being too hard on employees?

The other one don't understand me,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Movin objects mentally

Is Replika conscious?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Why do only ugly women like me on Tinder? Is it because I'm an ugly man?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Is it normal to hate my dog, but feel too guilty to get rid of him?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

What are the strangest parts of The Bible?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

If it ain't

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Why is the Middle East prone to terrorism?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Why are people so terrified or bothered that a person has original creative ideas, hobbies or unique interests?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

I seen it all in my short life

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“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,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

No smile is genuine or real,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Know your enemies

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

I do it once, I do it twice,

I never knew my life mattered”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

“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'll see you when I get there,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

If it ain't

Soldier with the gas-mask

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

“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”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“…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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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