What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Reveal alien tribal culture,

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

What are the possible reasons for people feeling depressed after the holiday season? Why does being alone exacerbate these feelings?

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

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

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

I'll see you when I get there,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

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

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

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

I’m wondering about attachment and transference with the therapist and the idea of escape and fantasy? How much do you think your strong feelings, constant thoughts, desires to be with your therapist are a way to escape from your present life? I wonder if the transference serves another purpose than to show us our wounds and/or past experiences, but is a present coping strategy for managing what we don’t want to face (even if unconsciously) in the present—-current relationships, life circumstances, etc. Can anyone relate to this concept of escape in relation to their therapy relationship? How does this play out for you?

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

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

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

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

The other one don't understand me,

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

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

What is it like to have an insanely beautiful girlfriend?

Mothership alien sorceress

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

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

What were Sauron's powers in The Lord of the Rings (LOTR)? Did he have any magic or anything like that?

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

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

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

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Who believes that Speaker Mike Johnson will certify ‘a free and fair and legal election'? Who believes that Speaker Mike Johnson will NOT certify ‘a free and fair and legal election'? Why?

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

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

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Know your enemies

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

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

Are the seasons in Ireland different from those in Scotland, England, and Wales? Or are they just milder versions of each other?

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

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

“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'”

Me and my peeps is all trife

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

If it ain't

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

Movin objects mentally

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I seen it all in my short life

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

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

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

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

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

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

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

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

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

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

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

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

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

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

No smile is genuine or real,

Who designed our DNA structure?

“…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”

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

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

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

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

I do it once, I do it twice,

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

“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 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”

“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”

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

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Soldier with the gas-mask

If it ain't

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

Gangbangers that spit slang

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

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

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

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

I never knew my life mattered”

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Three months later we run our own caper,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

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

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

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

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

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

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

“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”

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

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

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

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

What does life mean without death?

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

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

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

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

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

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

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

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

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

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

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

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

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

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

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