What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

Why are North Carolina Democrats against Mark Robinson? He is the modern Martin Luther King Jr. and the Democrats are being stupid for not voting him.

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why do Americans and foreigners alike describe the USA as prudish? Why do I see nothing prudish about the USA society? USA feels like one of the loosest countries although Americans claim to be very reserved.

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Inside Sly and the Family Stone’s Great, Lost Live Album - Rolling Stone

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I never knew my life mattered”

Why can't NASA just bite the bullet and launch a plainly simple mission, audited by flat earther peers start to finish that definitively proves to even the smallest minds that the earth is an oblong spheroid, and not flat?

If it ain't

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

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

Why are Republicans so brainwashed and oblivious to the fact that a lot of the price increases going on right now is due to corporate greed, not inflation?

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“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”

Astronomers discover ultrapowerful black hole jet as bright as 10 trillion suns lit by Big Bang's afterglow - Space

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Can a Trump supporter explain what was wrong with what Bishop Budde said to Donald Trump?

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

I'll see you when I get there,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

What happened to the American Russell Bentley from Texas that was fighting for the pro-Russian commies?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Why are men so attracted to big breasts?

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

How do schizophrenia symptoms change throughout the day?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Did your siblings abuse you growing up? Not your parents, specifically your siblings, or other children in the household you were raised with.

Me and my peeps is all trife

Until we realized how to get the real money;

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Trump gets back behind raids in immigration whiplash - Axios

“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I want to have anal sex, but my wife refuses. What do I do?

“…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”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

The other one don't understand me,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

No smile is genuine or real,

If it ain't

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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'”

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose