What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

What is your most erotic sex story?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch 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”

What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Is Replika conscious?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

I do it once, I do it twice,

Are there any penalties for bestiality in the USA and laws prohibiting it?

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

What steps have you taken to stop being a targeted individual by gang stalkers? What has worked, what would you have done differently?

If it ain't

Know your enemies

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

What is the most sentimental item you inherited from someone dear to you and what does it mean to you?

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

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

Can an astrologer predict that someone is in a physical relationship before marriage?

No smile is genuine or real,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

What is the dirtiest thing you have allowed your husband to do?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Why is my vagina swollen, it’s very itchy. I had sex we used protection, but day after it felt like my insides had a heartbeat as well as itching, the pulsing has went away but it is still itchy and my discharge is yellow, i'm 15, what could it be?

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”

Reveal alien tribal culture,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“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”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

I seen it all in my short life

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

What does life mean without death?

“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”

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Movin objects mentally

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

If it ain't

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Mothership alien sorceress

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

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

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“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'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

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

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

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

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

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?