What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“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”

I'll see you when I get there,

Why don't younger men like older women?

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Aaron Judge's 469-Foot Home Run in Kansas City Left Baseball World in Disbelief - Sports Illustrated

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

Why do people who aren't trans feel the need to put pronouns next to their name or picture? It seems so cringeworthy to me, to participate in that SJW paradigm of thought, like they are a spineless person who just goes along with the trends.

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

Are there any political parties or groups that have a mix of conservative and liberal beliefs? Why are they not as prominent in the media?

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

The other one don't understand me,

How do flat Earthers explain the existence of other spherical planets?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

I’m 26 years old and a married woman. My husband hates my flat chest. What is the permanent solution?

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

What are the 10 things you regret doing in your life?

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Know your enemies

Does the Lil Wayne song ‘Lollipop’ refers to a Lollipop sweet or a metaphor?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

How can I remove decimals in math?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Why does Rahul Gandhi have so many haters?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

Why does Islam give a bad vibe?

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Why do most people care so much about what others think? Are they afraid of society norms?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Have you ever been physically attacked by a demon?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

Are there any industries or sectors where ChatGPT is particularly well-suited for implementation?

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

“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”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

“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”

Gangbangers that spit slang

If it ain't

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

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

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“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'”

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

“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”

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Movin objects mentally

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

I seen it all in my short life

“…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”

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

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

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

If it ain't

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Me and my peeps is all trife

Three months later we run our own caper,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

What does life mean without death?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',