What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

What's it like to have an IQ of 140 to 170? Do people notice you're different?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

Why have cell phones, the internet, and reality TV turned the world into a toilet, as this has not advanced us in any way?

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Me and my peeps is all trife

If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Should you have a threesome with your best friend and your significant other if the significant other requests it?

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

What are some of the most annoying movie clichés?

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Have you ever really seen aliens or UFOs by yourself? Can you share your experience?

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

“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”

I never knew my life mattered”

How do you go about getting invited to an orgy?

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

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Why are Republican politicians so afraid to oppose Trump?

Three months later we run our own caper,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Why are conservatives banning liberal books? Why are conservatives so offended by the teaching of racism and other topics?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

Republicans, why do you support Kamala Harris over Donald Trump?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Why didn't Taylor Swift do Taylor Swift (Taylors version)?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

If it ain't

What makes you feel guilty the most?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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.

“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'”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

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

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Gangbangers that spit slang

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

“…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”

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

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

Know your enemies

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

“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”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

What does life mean without death?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

No smile is genuine or real,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

The other one don't understand me,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

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

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

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

I seen it all in my short life

I do it once, I do it twice,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

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

“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”

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

If it ain't

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

Movin objects mentally