What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

What is it that gives a man who is a submissive cock sucker his most pleasure?

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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.

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

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

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

I have the power to talk to aliens through using telepathy. Why do people think I'm crazy?

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

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What CIA front organizations operated in the United States during the 1960s?

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

In the TV show Supernatural, why is God portrayed as cruel?

I seen it all in my short life

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

What are the causes of over sweating?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Who designed our DNA structure?

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

What would be the lowest score with 9 strikes and no gutter balls?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

George, Charlotte ,and Louis Are the Royal Family’s Salvation - The Daily Beast

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why are American university students fine with sharing a room?

Know your enemies

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

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Why are there so many single moms in America?

Until we realized how to get the real money;

If it ain't

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

When do you start "growing old"?

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

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

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

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“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'”

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

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

If it ain't

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

“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”

Movin objects mentally

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

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

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

I'll see you when I get there,

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

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

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

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

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

Soldier with the gas-mask

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

Mothership alien sorceress

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

“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”

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“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”

Laser weapons and ecstasy

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

The other one don't understand me,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

I never knew my life mattered”

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

What does life mean without death?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

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

“…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”

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