What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Why did my bipolar girlfriend split up with me?

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I caught my neighbor leaving his 12-year-old son home alone and he has not come back in 6 hours. Should I call CPS?

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Is This a Real-Life ‘Jaws’ Situation? - AOL.com

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why does Filipino culture dictate that parents should be treated as gods?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Why can't ugly women date hot guys? I know a woman who wants a hot BF but people would just laugh at her and ask her "what can you bring to the table for him?", isn't that messed up?

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why do US military soldiers/officers have a chest full of medal ribbons when they probably haven't been in a combat situation? Are the medals for attendance, good behaviour, or long service perhaps?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I'm very sick. 72 years old. I thinking I'm losing my mind. My dead friend told me it's going to be okay. I could feel him. There is more…I don't know what but more.

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

I never knew my life mattered”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Is Gupta Nilayam season 1 of Raghul Vasudevan completed? Can he compile and send all Episodes at once as a long story?

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I do it once, I do it twice,

Do interviewers discriminate against a candidate if he or she is overweight (assuming physical fitness is NOT part of the job requirements)?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What are the consequences of being addicted to something? Is it considered wrong to have an addiction?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“…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,

Mothership alien sorceress

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

If it ain't

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I seen it all in my short life

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

“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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

“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'”

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“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”

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“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'll see you when I get there,

If it ain't

Know your enemies

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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”