What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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'”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Why does my vagina and around my butthole itch? I don't have weird discharge and I'm still a virgin.

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why do some people have sex with dogs?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

How has your life changed since starting college?

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Why did Donald Trump and Melania Trump sleep in different rooms?

“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”

The other one don't understand me,

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

I want to have anal sex, but my wife refuses. What do I do?

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

“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”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Why do men love swallowing more then women? Is it just because women just don't try eating CUM? they be missing some delicious CUM.. Life is short and women are missing out of lots of enjoyment..

No smile is genuine or real,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

When have you been in an accident where the other person involved blatantly lied to the police about what transpired?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Do you think Lady Gaga and Celine Dion have rehearsed separately for their performance at the Olympics opening ceremony?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Is Trump the greatest spiritual leader since Jesus?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Bank of Japan leaves interest rate unadjusted at 0.5% as expected - FXStreet

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

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

Know your enemies

I'm looking for an answer from people who consider themselves "Gender Critical", or transphobic, or TERFs, and my question is this - Why would you refuse to use the pronouns someone wants? What does it cost you? Where's the harm?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Why do trans people get so deeply offended when a stranger misgenders them, especially when it's a first encounter? I've been socially transitioned for 4 years and it just feels like a waste of energy to be so hurt by it.

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I'll see you when I get there,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I seen it all in my short life

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

What does life mean without death?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

“…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”

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Movin objects mentally

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

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

“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”

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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