What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Why cant I stop thinking about counsellor between sessions?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

How does someone start doing urban exploration?

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

What should I do to get over a relationship?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

What do you think, TikTok is nothing but another porn site? Do you agree or not? Why?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

Why would a spouse cheat if the marriage is good?

“…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”

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

I seen it all in my short life

What is your review of "Regent", episode 5 of Season 2 House of the Dragon?

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Why can't ugly women date hot guys? I know a woman who wants a hot BF but people would just laugh at her and ask her "what can you bring to the table for him?", isn't that messed up?

Who designed our DNA structure?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

How would you feel about your husband allowing a mutual friend to see you naked and exposed to show off your pussy?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

How are Hinduism and Sikhism related, considering they both originated in Punjab, India?

Know your enemies

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

How can a man clean his Soul?

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Movin objects mentally

“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'”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I never knew my life mattered”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

What does life mean without death?

If it ain't

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Me and my peeps is all trife

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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?”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

No smile is genuine or real,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',