What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

What is chudai?

“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 never knew my life mattered”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

What is the most comfortable heel height for women's dress shoes and what are the differences between wearing high heels and lower heels?

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What does life mean without death?

How do I build muscle easily with isometrics?

The other one don't understand me,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Why does Filipino culture dictate that parents should be treated as gods?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why are black women the largest unmarried group in the United States of America?

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What was your first impression of The Carter V by Lil Wayne? Did it feel like 2008 Wayne, when you heard the first few songs.

No smile is genuine or real,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

If everyone hates censorship so much, why do those “censorship-free” alternative social media sites always fail?

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Can you imagine how nervous Kamala Harris must be knowing that in couple of hours she needs to face master debater Donald Trump?

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

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

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

What are the differences between INFJ-T and INFJ A?

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

“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 get served by someone else's papers, am I legally required to inform the person that they got served, or the court that they served the wrong person?

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

If it ain't

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

If it ain't

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

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

Know your enemies

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Movin objects mentally

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

“…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”

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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