What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

What is the cost of implementing synchronized traffic lights in a mid-sized city?

I seen it all in my short life

“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”

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

Is it ethical for same-sex couples to raise children?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Is homosexuality an excommunicable offense in Christianity?

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Can you list every album you have ever listened to?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

“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'”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What does it mean when someone is pretending to be me?

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Me and my peeps is all trife

How do you cope when your mother doesn't love you?

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

CT scan radiation and cancer risk - reassuring and alarming at the same time - Daily Kos

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why do wives cheat with black guys?

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

Why is social media so anti-fee speech, and have they become total BS?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Uber taps AI firm Wayve to pilot fully driverless rides in the UK - CNBC

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Know your enemies

If it ain't

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Movin objects mentally

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

If it ain't

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

“…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”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

“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,

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

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

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

I'll see you when I get there,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,