What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Why do liberals think it is okay to steal votes while the rest of us obey the law(s)?

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

I never knew my life mattered”

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

When British people write X after everything, are they being serious or trying not to be awkward?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“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”

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Does eating bread before bed make you fat? If so, why?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Know your enemies

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

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

Why do men want to suck dick?

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

“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”

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

Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Hello, I have a question about astral projection. I started to get interested in this a little while after my mum passed in april. I thought I may be able to see her and speak with her if I managed to achieve astral projection. Since this interest, every time i sleep on my back I go into sleep paralysis. However, I cant progress into astral projection because it is very scary for me as I feel like I'm suffocating when this happens. I panic and force myself to wake up. This only ever happened about once a year before this. It sometimes lasts a long time. This has happened about 3 times per week since my mum died, as mentioned on a previous post. I no longer try to go into it anymore(due to the suffocating feeling), but it still happens. I read that sleep paralysis is the pathway to astral projection. Why has this started to happen so frequently since simply taking an interest in it? Is this connected to the afterlife? I am concerned about it as I now cannot seem to stop this happening. Could it be my mum trying to communicate? Im asking due to more knowledge around this in this group.

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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'”

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

Why am I so jealous towards couples? Why am I tired of being single and feel my life is over?

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Has anyone ever participated in a gang bang and what was it like?

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What is a good habit and what is bad one?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Why is the band Nickelback unliked so much?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Movin objects mentally

What's the most valuable lesson you've learned in life, and how has it impacted your journey so far?

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

What does life mean without death?

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

“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”

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

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

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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

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

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

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

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

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

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

If it ain't

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Gangbangers that spit slang

No smile is genuine or real,

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

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“…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”

“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”

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I seen it all in my short life