What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

What are the best mattress options for a comfortable night's sleep in Pompano Beach?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Why are men so attracted to big breasts?

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

What should I do? I'm 17 and I'm dating a 23-year-old guy.

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”

How do you stop your balls from sweating?

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What is your favourite colour and why?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

Do you consider yourself pretty?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What are scads fish? What types are there?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I have a "fat pussy" and I'm super self cautions about it. Do guys think it's gross?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

Where is best free porn?

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Who is Meghan Markle and why is she so controversial on the Internet?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

“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”

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I seen it all in my short life

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

What does life mean without death?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Soldier with the gas-mask

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

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

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

Movin objects mentally

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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'”

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

If it ain't

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

If it ain't

Know your enemies

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

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

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

“…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”

I do it once, I do it twice,

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

The other one don't understand me,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

“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”

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Who designed our DNA structure?