What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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”

What are some fun/kinky things to do with your partner?

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

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

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

Why is the world male-dominated?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Why don’t Jews regard Jesus as an important teacher or rabbi, if not the Messiah? Putting aside messianic claims, wouldn’t Jesus be one of the most significant Jewish teachers in human history?

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Why do people see porn pics when they can watch porn videos instead?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

How does gut health affect mental well-being?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

How can Democrats not feel hypocritical when they urge Trump not to be vengeful should be become president when the Democrats are trying to put Trump into prison?

Mothership alien sorceress

If it ain't

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

When North Koreans visit other countries for the Olympics, what stops some of them fleeing away into that host country?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Do you think trump realizes that if he significantly decreases the size of CIA, that there is a higher chance of him being assassinated?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

What are some things that normal people do that religious people call sins?

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Are there any Indian wife swapping stories?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

Have you ever been forced to dress like a girl?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I seen it all in my short life

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

“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'”

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

If it ain't

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

The other one don't understand me,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Gangbangers that spit slang

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

I do it once, I do it twice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Know your enemies

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“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”

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Movin objects mentally

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What does life mean without death?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“…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”