What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Is it common for Americans to feel "trapped" due to the size and distance of their country from other countries/continents? Is this feeling an exaggeration or a reality?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“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”

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why is North Korea a jail?

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?

“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 good-looking men date homely women?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why is my ex trying to provoke an argument with me?

“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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Soldier with the gas-mask

What are you struggling with in your life? What would you like to have instead?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I am so tired of ignorant people like you calling us far rights, why democrats is so educated, they take things from their own mouth, you guys are totalitarian party?

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

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

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

What are the reasons why am I so tired before my period?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Should I have left it alone and kept quiet? I came out as gay to my adult kids last week. Age 61 married 15 years, divorced for 20. I feel so guilty for ruining their lives by living a lie.

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Did you become a cuckold for your wife?

If it ain't

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Know your enemies

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I seen it all in my short life

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Me and my peeps is all trife

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

“…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”

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I'll see you when I get there,

What does life mean without death?

Movin objects mentally

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

If it ain't

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“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'”

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers