What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

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

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

Since the rise of feminism, the dating market has shifted to the disadvantage of men and that is causing this incel phenomenon. Why do women not understand how lonely the majority of men are?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

— we are metamorphosing!

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My son flunked his road test because he was driving a Tesla, dad says - NJ.com

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Why are Republican politicians so afraid to oppose Trump?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Can you explain the concept of an annulment of marriage in the Roman Catholic Church and its effects on a previous marriage?

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Why do atheists always argue about the existence of suffering in the world as meaning God doesn't exist when it doesn't prove anything?

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Bitcoin becoming 'more central’ to portfolios as its volatility cools, Coatue's Philippe Laffont says - CNBC

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Would you date/marry a guy younger than you? If no, why not?

“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'”

Three months later we run our own caper,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What have I done wrong? How can I start over?

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

If gays can get married, why can't I marry my dog or a cheeseburger?

If it ain't

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Why are American women so ugly nowadays?

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Why do foolish atheists think their strange delusional theories are facts?

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

If it ain't

The other one don't understand me,

Why is the mainstream media, traditionally liberal except for Fox, not reporting on Trump like he's a traditional candidate who has ideas, values, and a concern for the common good?

“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,

“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”

If women see themselves as free, dignified, human beings just as good as men, can Trump hang it up and just lose in a landslide at last? How can men who like and respect women help improve womens' self-esteem?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Mothership alien sorceress

Soldier with the gas-mask

I never knew my life mattered”

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

I'll see you when I get there,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

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

“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”

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

“…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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

What does life mean without death?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Movin objects mentally

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

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

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

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I do it once, I do it twice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Who designed our DNA structure?

Know your enemies

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries