What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Are miracles real or do they just have natural explanations?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Why do wokes use words like "homophobes" when they don't know what that means? Do they realize that no one is afraid of them?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

Is it appropriate for parents to discipline their child in public if the child is being rude, disrespectful, and unruly towards them? Why or why not?

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

As an atheist don't you really feel fear for committing sins which are not violating national laws?

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

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Do people have to be a pastor to baptize?

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

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

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

Has anyone ever made you take off your shirt?

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

What is the most heartbreaking thing your child has told you?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Why do people with trauma easily recognize other people with trauma through eye contact?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

I'm a 27 year old male currently but I am going through going through gender dysphoria. Why do some transgender people (specifically transgender women since I see that the most) call themselves trannies or shemales? Aren't those offensive words?

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Do most narcissists have good intentions as long as you are under their control?

Movin objects mentally

What does life mean without death?

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

Elly De La Cruz throws out Javier Baez with mind-boggling 98 mph throw - New York Post

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Three months later we run our own caper,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

No smile is genuine or real,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

If it ain't

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

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

“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'”

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

“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”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

If it ain't

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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”

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Know your enemies

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I'll see you when I get there,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

“…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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,