What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Is it legal for an employer to ask why you are taking time off from work?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

How do great movie moments influence how people handle real-life moral dilemmas?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

No smile is genuine or real,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why do humans sweat while stressed?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

If the Red Pill is supposed to be so bad, why are so many young men buying into it? What about Red Pill makes it appealing to them?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

How do I convince flat earthers that the earth is round?

What does life mean without death?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why do narcissists want to hurt your feelings, even after they discard you?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Why are Trump supporters so incredibly stupid?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

David Hogg to depart as DNC vice chair after months of turmoil - The Washington Post

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

The other one don't understand me,

Why are white men so obsessed with Asian women? I'm friends with people from all different backgrounds but I never see my other non-white male friends obsess over or talk about Asian women like I've seen the white ones do.

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

Jenny from Perth writes – my partner is the life of the party, women and men adore him. But at home, he gets angry at us for the silliest reasons and never nice words me or our kids, always putting us down. Should I stay or leave him?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What are the best items to buy from a furniture shop?

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Islam is definitely a very anti-LGBTQ religion, so why don't liberals ever stage pro-LGBTQ demonstrations at mosques or at the consulates/embassies of Muslim countries?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

“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”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

If it ain't

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“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'”

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

“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”

Know your enemies

If it ain't

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

Movin objects mentally

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“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”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

I never knew my life mattered”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Mothership alien sorceress

Soldier with the gas-mask