Outerspace

an underground rap group out of north philadelphia made up of crypt the warchild and planetary, two puerto-ricans who met in high school. have released the alb-ms blood & ashes, blood brothers, and outersp-ce. their beats are generally very dark and their lyrics are complex. they are nasty.
i’m the wizard of wordplay
i spit paragraphs in absurd ways
i’m too fly, you die in the worst way
sort of like burning your body parts, the party starts
and inspires the crowd, like hearin’ marcus garvey talk
awkwardly spark beef, i put you all to sleep
the “blood and ashes,” i keep that all for me
i brainstorm in a blizzard and still remain calm
i walk through the inferno with flames in my palm
i start wars with killers and carnivores
and smash characters’ heads in cadillac car doors
far more than amateur – i’m immature
some say i’m g-dly for holdin’ the sinners’ cure
my skin is pure, my body is waterproof
slaughter the boof and keep blades between my jaw and my tooth
i’m dangerous, man, with just one raise of the hand
my game plan is make grands with my ace in the fam’
ain’t nothin’ changed but the budget, and love from the public
i’m still waitin’ to kill ’em with one club hit
my rugged approach, they lovin’ the most
so while you huggin’ your toast, i stay up with the smoke

-planetary of outersp-ce
all of the sp-ce beyond the earth’s atmosphere.
they are going to go to outer sp-ce.
when a girls b–bs are separated further then their regular position
guy1: yo did you see those girl t-ts!
guy2: yeah they are so outer sp-ced
guy1: i know sh-t they are like 5 inches apart

(o / \ o)
a place you go to when you’re incredibly high.
d-mn, dude! jake brought some of that good sh-t down here the other day and man.. we got so f-cked up, we f-ckin’ went to outersp-ce!
the state of being so messed up on drugs/alchohol that you can no longer function without the supervision of a more sober friend.
person 1: what happened last night? i don’t remember a thing
person 2: haha, you were in outer sp-ce.
person 1: yeah, it feels like it!
the world that exists beyond the hole in the wall that separates fraggle rock from doc’s inventor’s shop. it is populated mainly by silly creatures who have bizarre customs that baffle most fraggles, in particular uncle traveling matt, who has gone to their world to study them.
gobo: uncle traveling matt says that the silly creatures of outersp-ce have giant doozer constructions that are totally inedible but the silly creatures seem to like to put doozer carts on them so they can go up and down on them real fast.

red: why would they want to do that?

gobo: i dunno. he says that everybody was screaming at him later for throwing up on something called a rollercoaster.
adj; no longer popular; out of style; lame
bell bottoms are out. they’re outer than out. they’re outer sp-ce.