What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Why are you bare-nakedly displaying your anti-Trump bias while ignoring the liberals' destruction of the US? I am now blocking your e-mails because of your biased articles.

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Has a cop ever said something to you which was completely unexpected?

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

How does the narcissist react when he realizes you no longer care?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

What do you say after "Hi" when chatting?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Two of my family members have recently converted to Islam and have brought shame on my family. How do I get them back into the fold of Hinduism?

If it ain't

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

She was a Disney star with platinum records, but Bridgit Mendler gave it up to change the world - Ars Technica

No smile is genuine or real,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

When did you realize that your childhood was not normal?

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

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

“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”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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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

Know your enemies

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“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'”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I'll see you when I get there,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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 never knew my life mattered”

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

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

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Movin objects mentally

I seen it all in my short life

If it ain't

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

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,