What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Were Dalits prohibited from drinking water from wells in ancient times? Is there any evidence to support this claim?

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

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Fishing is a popular pastime on many US beaches. What is a type of saltwater fish commonly caught from piers or by wading (flounder, redfish, etc.)?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

How do I run away? I'm 15 and live in Oklahoma.

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Why does my vagina smell sort of fishy/musty days after sex when my boyfriend ejaculates in me? There isn’t any itching or burning when urinating, so I don't think I have BV. It just doesn't smell like me.

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why is watching a man and a woman have sex considered perverted? It's how we all got here, it's what we do, I say if you want to watch porn then carry on!

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

How do I deal with autistic burnout/meltdown/shutdown when cooking?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

What are the reasons for people being banned from social media sites like Twitter and Instagram? Why is it considered a big deal?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why am I so afraid that gun owners have set traps to kill me outside my house or my car?

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

“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'”

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

Why is my coworker suddenly being so mean towards then being nice like nothing happened? She is nice with everyone but me.

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

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

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

What’s a mistake most guys make when trying to get a girlfriend?

I do it once, I do it twice,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why does my crush always looks at me in a sad way whenever I talk with other boys, and if he catch me staring on him then he go and flirt with other girls and then check if I am looking at him?

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

Has anyone ever really waited that long and gotten a paper check mailed 20 days ago?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

After a series of tumors, woman’s odd-looking tongue explains everything - Ars Technica

“…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”

If it ain't

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

How common is it for siblings to fight over their parents' inheritance money? What is the best way to handle this type of situation?

The other one don't understand me,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

What does life mean without death?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

If it ain't

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

“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 seen it all in my short life

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Know your enemies

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