What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

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

Why do some men like older women?

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

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Until we realized how to get the real money;

Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck

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

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

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

Why are Boomers so vehemently opposed to student loan forgiveness?

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Know your enemies

Is it possible that my TF caused a kundalini awakening in another person? He is famous because He is a singer. We have not met physically yet, but I have gone through kundalini awakening and DNOTS and their ongoing. I have also had soul recognition so I know for sure that He is my Divine Counterpart and I do not have any doubts about it. But it is indeed perplexing that somebody had an awakening at the physical level because of Him. Is it a test for me? I have a mixture of feelings. On one hand I marvelled at Him and empathised with the person and on the other, I doubt if this just a test for me. I would appreciate your pov. Thank you for much.

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

How do you stop your balls from sweating?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

“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”

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Would the word literate carry the same meaning with public (common wealth) in 1900 vs today 2020?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

Why can't flat-Earthers create an agency like NASA to explore Earth to prove it is flat? What's preventing them from doing so?

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

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Is it recommended to leave a note in a lost wallet asking for it to be returned?

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

What was your best unexpected reunion with your childhood best friend?

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Why didn’t Obito confront Kakashi after he witnessed him kill Rin?

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

What does life mean without death?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

What are your views on music video reactors on YouTube?

Soldier with the gas-mask

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

Scientists point to one particular sleep stage as being most important for preventing dementia - Earth.com

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

What is the worst thing your sibling has done?

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

I seen it all in my short life

How do I seduce a maid for sex?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

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

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

“…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”

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

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

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

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

Who designed our DNA structure?

No smile is genuine or real,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

“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”

Me and my peeps is all trife

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

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

Movin objects mentally

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

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

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

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

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

“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”

“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”

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

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

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

If it ain't

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

I never knew my life mattered”

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

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

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The other one don't understand me,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

If it ain't

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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