What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

I'll see you when I get there,

What are the best Jewish jokes?

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Which is the first MV you watched in Stray Kids?

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Why do people immediately disregard subjects such as flat earth, without opening their minds/taking time to research?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

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

Two of my family members have recently converted to Islam and have brought shame on my family. How do I get them back into the fold of Hinduism?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Has Messi scored against the Buffon?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

What type of narcissist cheats more and gets pleasure out of hurting you, even if they're married?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

“…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 the saddest thing you’ve seen at your job?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

“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”

Wow! The changeover from President Biden to VP Kamala Harris as candidate could not have been more successful in just 2 days! It was as if they had been planning it. Could they have planned it? Are you excited by the positive Democratic response?

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

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

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

Why is the band Nickelback unliked so much?

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Do dogs feel love?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“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'”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

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

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

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

The other one don't understand me,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Three months later we run our own caper,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

What does life mean without death?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Me and my peeps is all trife

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

I seen it all in my short life

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

“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”

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

If it ain't

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

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

“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”

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Movin objects mentally

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

If it ain't

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Know your enemies

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,