What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

How did Farrah Fawcett die?

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Me and my peeps is all trife

Why do so many autistic adults deal with self-hatred?

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Are you offended if Democrats call Republicans "weird"?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

“…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”

What's the most incredible coincidence that ever happened to you?

The other one don't understand me,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Has a cop ever said something to you which was completely unexpected?

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

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

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

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?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

What does life mean without death?

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

Why is rap* a crime?

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

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

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

What do you think is the most powerful line in the song "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" by Édith Piaf?

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

If it ain't

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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

What are the challenges associated with the birth narratives of Jesus?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

“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”

Is GATE tougher than JEE?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

No smile is genuine or real,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“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'll see you when I get there,

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Know your enemies

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

“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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

If it ain't