What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck

Know your enemies

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Are rich people harder workers than poor people as a whole?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Which bands became massively popular for covering songs rather than recording originals?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

My boyfriend has been separated from his wife for 5 years. Why won't he divorce her? Should this be a deal breaker?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

What are some alternative ways to express gratitude or acknowledge thanks in English or French without using the phrases "thank you" or "you're welcome"?

“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”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I'll see you when I get there,

How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?

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

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

“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”

How do you weigh in on the Vance-couch conversation?

“…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”

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Have your parents ever walked in on you?

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

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

What can be done to combat group stalking and harassment by an organized gang or society, particularly when they use universal sound weapons?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Three months later we run our own caper,

If Russia needs the resources to fund the war in Ukraine, why doesn’t it throw open its doors to visa free western tourism? Enough people would be interested, & it would start to get some hard currency as €, CHF, £, SEK, $, JPY in the tills at shops.

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

How did Farrah Fawcett die?

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

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

“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”

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“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”

No smile is genuine or real,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

If it ain't

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

I do it once, I do it twice,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Soldier with the gas-mask

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Movin objects mentally

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

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

If it ain't

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

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I seen it all in my short life

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

The other one don't understand me,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,