What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Why won't Canada build their own fighter jet?

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Is it considered rude to comment on someone's weight? Is it simply stating a fact?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What is the nastiest thing you had your wife do and she loved it?

“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”

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

What are some things you would change about Avatar: The Last Airbender if you were to redo the series?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Antidepressant withdrawal may be more persistent than doctors realize - PsyPost

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Beware: There’s a new Trump-RFK Jr. epidemic brewing - NJ.com

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Microsoft belatedly attempts to tame USB-C confusion with its rules for PC OEMs - Ars Technica

“…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”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

If it ain't

How do we write and pronounce "it's my pleasure" in Italian?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Should India conduct another air strike to attack Pakistan over the Pahalgam attack?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What does life mean without death?

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

In space, no one can hear you scream — But it still gets incredibly noisy - Salon.com

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Worms Caught Creating Superorganisms in the Wild for the First Time - Indian Defence Review

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

I never knew my life mattered”

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Guy Hears Cries During Hailstorm — Then Saves An Entire Family - The Dodo - For Animal People

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Mothership alien sorceress

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“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”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“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'”

Gangbangers that spit slang

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Know your enemies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

“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”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

If it ain't

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',