What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

What was your first gay male experience?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Has anyone ever read The Holy Bible completely through? If so, what was your overall impression of it?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Why are conservatives banning liberal books? Why are conservatives so offended by the teaching of racism and other topics?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

When I buy a house, do I automatically own all items the previous owner failed to remove from the property?

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Soldier with the gas-mask

Is The Last of Us Part 2 really as woke as people say it is?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Know your enemies

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

'Buy now, pay later:' a replacement for the millennial lifestyle subsidy? - NPR

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

I never knew my life mattered”

What are 50 random facts about yourself?

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Who's your celebrity crush?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What is the meaning behind people claiming to hear voices of God in their heads without anyone else hearing them? Is this a sign of mental illness or possession by an evil spirit?

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

What 10 things have you stopped doing in your life?

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

How conservative the Japanese people really is? And the government?

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

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

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

How is it, in the USA, a country with 334 million people, the choice of President comes down to two aged men, one of whom is a liar as well as a criminal, one who appears to be on his way to dementia. Surely a democratic country can put up better?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

“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”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

The other one don't understand me,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

I seen it all in my short life

If it ain't

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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

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

“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”

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

“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”

Three months later we run our own caper,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

If it ain't

“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'”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

“…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”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Movin objects mentally

Until we realized how to get the real money;

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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