What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

I never knew my life mattered”

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Teens like me, what are your expectations when entering adulthood?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Mothership alien sorceress

What to know about the 2025 U.S. Open, from tee times to TV schedule - The Washington Post

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Three months later we run our own caper,

What are the bitter truths of life one should know?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“…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”

What are James Potter's flaws?

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

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

How can people balance religious beliefs with seeking professional mental health care?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Know your enemies

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

Have you ever been forced into bestiality?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

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

Why are men today so pussiefied?

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

What is your favorite cuckold experience?

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

“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 bust the combustion Big Bang,

What causes you to be tired all the time and major headaches?

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What is your opinion on The Beatles' impact on modern popular music? Are there any other bands with similar impacts on their genre(s)? Why them and not others?

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Can I fix a fridge leak myself, or should I call a pro?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

Is something wrong with my discharge? So, when I masturbate, white discharge comes from my vagina, but it's not stretchy, it's pasty. It doesn't smell and I'm not itchy, so I'm sure it's not a yeast infection. Why is it pasty though?

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

If it ain't

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

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

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

“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”

“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'”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

What does life mean without death?

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

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

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

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

The other one don't understand me,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

If it ain't

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

I seen it all in my short life

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Movin objects mentally

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

“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”

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

No smile is genuine or real,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you