What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Know your enemies

What's your love story?

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Can you name an example of bad parenting?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

The other one don't understand me,

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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

What makes someone feel "rich enough" in different societies?

“…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”

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

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

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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,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What is Quora? Are there any tips?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

How do I deal with autistic burnout/meltdown/shutdown when cooking?

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

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

“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”

What toxic behavior has been normalized by society?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Why do heterosexual men like anal sex with women? I think it's because they secretly want to have anal sex with a man? What do you think?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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'”

“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”

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

No smile is genuine or real,

Movin objects mentally

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I'll see you when I get there,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Three months later we run our own caper,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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 seen it all in my short life

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

If it ain't

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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