What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Movin objects mentally

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

How do you stop your balls from sweating?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Does the Lil Wayne song ‘Lollipop’ refers to a Lollipop sweet or a metaphor?

Three months later we run our own caper,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What made you recently say to yourself, “Wait. Really?”

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I found out I have cancer—I have not told my family. We can’t afford the treatment anyway. Should I just say nothing and let nature take its course?

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

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

“…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”

Why do diabetic people sweat so much?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

I do it once, I do it twice,

Why is there no evidence of a multiverse theory?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Why can't we send flat Earthers to space and show them the shape of Earth?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Have you ever had sex with your mother-in-law? If so, how was it and did your wife ever find out?

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

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

“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'”

Why does Nickelback, a popular Canadian alternative-rock band, receive so much hate? Is it because they are not considered "edgy" by some people?

I never knew my life mattered”

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What does life mean without death?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Kquorans, can you please write a story?

If it ain't

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I'll see you when I get there,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

“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”

If it ain't

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The other one don't understand me,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Know your enemies

“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”

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna 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 the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Soldier with the gas-mask