What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I do it once, I do it twice,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

What is your daily motivation and does it work?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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Who designed our DNA structure?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What is something you saw while on an airplane that you couldn't believe?

If it ain't

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Will you share your wife? Can she take both of us at the same time?

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

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Can anyone or anything overthrow your belief in the Jewish God?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

What does life mean without death?

What legal actions can be taken if a neighbor's unleashed dog causes harm or injury?

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

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

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

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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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I'll see you when I get there,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Three months later we run our own caper,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Mothership alien sorceress

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Know your enemies

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

“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'”

Movin objects mentally

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Me and my peeps is all trife

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“…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”

Soldier with the gas-mask

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I seen it all in my short life

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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