What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

If our normal body temperature is 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit, why do we perceive weather in the 90s as "hot?"

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Why aren't F1 cars popular on the street?

“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”

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

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

What is the difference between heaven and heavens?

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

How can I be okay with being ugly? What is the bright side?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What movies and TV shows portray realistic beauty standards?

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

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

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

Is it true that LGB should drop T?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gangbangers that spit slang

Why would a girl not want you to know she has a crush on you?

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I'll see you when I get there,

Why do men suck dick? Me, I can't get enough

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

What does it mean when you dream that your mother died?

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Can a barracuda kill a human?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Scientists point to one particular sleep stage as being most important for preventing dementia - Earth.com

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

How do people who are deaf learn sign language? Is it typically taught by parents at a young age or are there programs available for learning it later in life?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

The other one don't understand me,

Is the water safe to drink in England like here in America or is it necessary to bring tablets to prevent any cholera when in London?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

“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”

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Mothership alien sorceress

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Me and my peeps is all trife

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“…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”

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

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

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

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

If it ain't

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

“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”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

No smile is genuine or real,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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'”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

If it ain't