• Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
    But I'm only going to get this one chance
    Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
    Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
    If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
    And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
    You were just what the doctor ordered
    I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
    They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
    But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
    I got a laptop in my back pocket
    My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
    Got a fat knot from that rap profit
    Made a living and a killing off it
    Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
    With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
    I'm an MC still as honest
    But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
    This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
    You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
    Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap crap, yep, yackidy-yac
    And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
    That I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
    Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
    Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
    How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
    Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
    It's actually disastrously bad
    For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
    I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
    Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
    Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
    Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
    Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
    Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
    MC's get taken to school with this music
    'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
    Now I lead a new school full of students
    Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
    -W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
    Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
    To meet Run DMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
    Roll Hall of Fame
    Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
    Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
    On the wall of shame
    You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
    Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?
    Little gay looking boy
    So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
    You witnessing a mass occur
    Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
    Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy
    You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
    And a "way to go" from your label everyday looking boy
    Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
    I got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy
    I'mma work for everything I have
    Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy
    Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
    To keep up with the same pace looking boy
    'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
    Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
    Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
    So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
    Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
    And I should not be woken
    I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
    But I got your mom deep throating
    I'm out my Ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
    I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
    It's me, my honesty's brutal
    But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
    For good at least once in a while
    So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
    Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
    But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned
    Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
    I know there was a time where once I
    Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
    So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
    Appeal with the skin color of mine
    You get too big and here they come trying to
    Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
    One when I tried to say "I'll take seven kids from Columbine
    Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine"
    See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
    Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal
    You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
    And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
    You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows
    You write normal, fuck being normal
    And I just bought a new Raygun from the future
    Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
    'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad
    Singin' to a man while they played piano
    Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
    So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
    "Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
    Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
    Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a human
    What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
    Innovative and I'm made of rubber
    So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
    I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
    How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
    Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
    For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
    'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
    I make elevating music, you make elevator music
    Oh, he's too mainstream
    Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
    It's not hip hop, it's pop, 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
    With rock, shock rap with Doc
    Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
    I don't know how to make songs like that
    I don't know what words to use
    Let me know when it occurs to you
    While I'm ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
    It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
    How many verses I gotta murder to
    Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
    School flunkie, pill junky
    But look at the accolades the skills brung me
    Full of myself, but still hungry
    I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
    And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
    But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
    I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
    Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
    But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
    Angels fight with devils and, here's what they want from me
    They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
    But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
    Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
    And understand the discrimination
    But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
    But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
    Don't mistake it for Satan
    It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
    And take a vacation to trip a broad
    And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
    Be a king? Think not, why be a king when you can be a God?
  • Oh sh*t, Here we go again.
  • They say why are Muslim getting voilent across the country.. the REASON behind their OUTRAGE are as follows..
    Read it if you are educated enough and blessed with brains..
    The CAB or Citizenship Amendment Bill (now Act)
    says that illegal immigrants from all religions,
    except Muslims will be allowed citizenship of India.

    Amit Shah has also announced that very soon they
    will bring National Register of Citizenship (NRC) all
    over India. Which means that every citizen of India
    will have to PROVE that they are actually citizens
    and not illegal immigrants using documentary
    evidence. How will they prove this? Not using ID
    cards or tax slips but by tracing ancestry using
    documents. Govt will set up a cut off year and we
    will have to prove that our ancestors lived/owned
    property or were born in India before that cut off
    year. (That's what happened in Assam)

    This stage will be most difficult because documents
    in India aren't kept safely and it's almost impossible
    to get 60-year-old documents - some burnt in fires,
    some lost in floods, some just not traceable.

    Here's where the combination of CAB and NRC
    comes into play

    If you're Hindu, Christian, Sikh, Jain, etc and can't
    find documents, you become illegal immigrant
    under NRC but because of CAB you will get
    citizenship anyway. BUT. if you are Muslim, you
    lose land rights and voting rights immediately. Now
    you are property-less, vote-less and country-less.
    Where do you live? Well, govt will be constructing
    detention camps (look up the camps in Assam,
    you'll cry). Also, can't get jobs or go to other
    countries because you are now passport-less.

  • Behaviors such as flank biting, tail sucking, and feather plucking may be more common than we think, at least in certain breeds. Up to 70 percent of Dobermans, for example, will develop time-consuming and often distressing repetitive actions, including but not limited to self-injury. Nicholas Dodman, a veterinarian at Tufts University, treats and researches compulsive behaviors in horses and dogs. Dodman and his colleagues at the University of Massachusetts and MIT have identified a genetic region on canine chromosome 7 that is associated with an increased risk of a dog’s developing what they call canine compulsive disorder (CCD).
    Whether OCD in humans and CCD in dogs are the same disorder is hard to say. In human beings we make a diagnosis of OCD when obsessional thoughts drive compulsive behaviors. In contrast, with animals, all veterinarians have in order to make a diagnosis are the behaviors. Without a common language, they have no way of determining whether obsessions underlie the animal’s perseverative practices.
    When owners bring in pets who circle furniture for hours, do backflips to the point of physical exhaustion, or rub their skin to the point of breakage and bleeding, veterinarians sometimes describe these behaviors as “stereotypies.” At the extreme end of the spectrum are head banging, picking, poking, and gouging. In some cases, especially in birds, compulsive vocalization is considered a stereotypy with possible connections to Tourette’s syndrome in humans. For veterinarians, any behavior on this spectrum, even the milder end, merits concern and intervention.
    Many of the compulsive behaviors seen in horses, reptiles, birds, dogs, and humans share core clinical features, including the potential to cause suffering and profoundly disrupt a patient’s life. But many also share an intriguing connection to cleaning activities. You’ve probably heard about the repetitive hand washing practiced by many OCD sufferers. Similarly, a stressed cat may go overboard with a feline’s cleaning tool of choice, its raspy tongue. Veterinarians have come up with a colloquial term that cuts right to the heart of what’s going on here. They call it, simply, “overgrooming.”
  • "Kahraman hikâyelerinde yolculuğa çağrı bir kayıp, bir hata, bir incinme, açıklanamayan bir özlem, ya da bir görev duygusu şeklinde biçim alır. Başımıza bunlardan herhangi birisi geldiğinde bir geçişime çağrılıyoruzdur. Bu daima bir şeyleri arkamızda bırakacağımız anlamına gelir. Buradaki paradoks kaybın kazanıma giden bir yol oluşudur."

    "In the hero stories, the call to go on a journey takes the form of a loss, an error, a wound, an unexplainable longing, or a sense of a mission. When any of these happens to us, we are being summoned to make a transition. It will always mean leaving something behind. The paradox here is that loss is a path to gain."

    - David Richo, How to Be an Adult