What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

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

“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”

Why does my vagina always itch so badly after my periods?

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

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

What is the STAR interview method?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

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

Do guys prefer big boobs or small boobs? Why?

The other one don't understand me,

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

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

Why do gun lovers think their right to own a weapon supercedes everyone else's right to be safe and not be shot?

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

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

What are some creepy bestiality-promoting questions obviously asked for sexual gratification?

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

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

What is the difference between the Bible and the Qur'an?

I never knew my life mattered”

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

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

I broke up with my boyfriend because he wasn’t transparent about his past, it hurts me and he doesn’t care. I told him in the beginning of our relationship that it was a deal breaker for me what do I do?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

I seen it all in my short life

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.

If it ain't

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

You hold the door open for a lady and she stops in her tracks and screams at you, ‘Don’t hold the door for me! I’ll get it myself!’ What are your feelings or immediate reaction?

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

If it ain't

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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Short story writers, what is your favorite character you've created and do they appear in more than one of your works?

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

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

What are some effective strategies for getting more upvotes on Quora?

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

I'll see you when I get there,

Have you been with a stranger yet?

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

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

Dead astronauts, pyramids

Why do people hate Nickelback so much? What makes them different from other popular bands like Linkin Park, Green Day, etc.? Is it just because they're Canadian or what?

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

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

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

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Know your enemies

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

“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”

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

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

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

No smile is genuine or real,

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

“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”

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

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

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

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

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

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Movin objects mentally

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

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

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

What does life mean without death?

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Soldier with the gas-mask

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Who designed our DNA structure?

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

“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”

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

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Me and my peeps is all trife

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Until we realized how to get the real money;

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

Laser weapons and ecstasy

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

Three months later we run our own caper,

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

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

Reveal alien tribal culture,

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

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

“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'”

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

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

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

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