What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

What does it mean when a guy says he doesn't want to ruin the friendship? Is he rejecting me or is there another explanation? Why would a guy choose not to risk the friendship if he has feelings for me?

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

What are some ways to identify and avoid logical fallacies, such as straw man and red herring, in an argument?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

What specific economic and social impacts would result if all climate change policies and regulations were immediately repealed worldwide?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

Why are Christians quick to say that there are a lot the gay Christians that exist NOW and use that to pretend that Christianity is just loving to gays when the last 40 years of my life they been horrible?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I seen it all in my short life

I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?

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

“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',

How do I write a character’s physical description without it feeling unnatural and clunky? I’m able to describe their hair and body relatively easily because my writing puts emphasis on small movements and fidgeting, but I can’t describe faces.

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Movin objects mentally

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

When a narcissist mad at their new supply, do they take it out on the old supply?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

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,

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Me and my peeps is all trife

“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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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

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

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

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

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I never knew my life mattered”

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Who designed our DNA structure?

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

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

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

“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”

“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'”

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Mothership alien sorceress

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Laser weapons and ecstasy

The other one don't understand me,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

I'll see you when I get there,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

If it ain't

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

“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”

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

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Know your enemies

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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