What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

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I never knew my life mattered”

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

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I seen it all in my short life

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

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

How does growing up in chaos affect a child as they become an adult?

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?

No smile is genuine or real,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

If it ain't

Is marijuana bad for you?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

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

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

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Know your enemies

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Why do many women like tall men?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

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

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I do it once, I do it twice,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

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.

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

“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'”

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

“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”

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

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

Movin objects mentally

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

“…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”

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

What does life mean without death?

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

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

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

The other one don't understand me,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

I'll see you when I get there,

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

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

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

If it ain't

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Who designed our DNA structure?

“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”

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

“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”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“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”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

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