What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Know your enemies

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

What are some reasons for the widespread dislike of President Trump? In your opinion, has he been a good or bad president?

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Why do some people enjoy being dominated?

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Me and my peeps is all trife

California schools are very liberal. Do you think California schools are teaching students to hate Republican views (views on: God, guns, prayer, secure borders, etc.)?

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

Movin objects mentally

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Is Matt Gaetz qualified to be Attorney General of the United States?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

Is the Chinese economy currently collapsing? If not, what could potentially cause it to collapse?

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

The other one don't understand me,

If women aren't shallow, why do most tall, good-looking men have girlfriends?

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

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

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

Why do I keep dreaming of my mom, who recently passed away from cancer, still being sick and in pain?

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,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

How is sex with a woman for gay men?

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Why don't I want to talk to my girlfriend when she loves me a lot? I feel bored.

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Three months later we run our own caper,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

I do it once, I do it twice,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

“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”

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

No smile is genuine or real,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

If it ain't

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

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

“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”

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

What does life mean without death?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

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”

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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?”

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

“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'”

If it ain't

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

I seen it all in my short life

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“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”

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do