What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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”

What trains transport cars and passengers near Pompano Beach, Florida that goes to New York?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?

Three months later we run our own caper,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

What firsthand information do you have on prisoner-on-prisoner sexual abuse/rape?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Movin objects mentally

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Is marijuana bad for you?

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I seen it all in my short life

Are you offended if Democrats call Republicans "weird"?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Why are daughters mean to their mothers?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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?

“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'”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

My stepdaughter’s mom tells her I’m not a real dance teacher, but my stepdaughter has seen me in action. Why does she still question my abilities?

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

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

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

What are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

In what ways is modern day Russia similar to the USSR? How does it differ from the USSR in terms of culture and politics?

“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”

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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”

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Who designed our DNA structure?

If it ain't

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Gangbangers that spit slang

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

“…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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Know your enemies

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

What does life mean without death?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I'll see you when I get there,

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,