no oil..kill goerge bush..therefore his plans foil..
its him taking it away from us..
tryna create a harder day for us..
our lifes a game hes plays...no fuss..
just give me a minute..
a battle with him..oil problems?..ill win it
next topic- burning the white house..
built with Dollar billed bricks an bling-ness, this is the worst rap topik chosen rapper...thoughtless, anyway i gotta tah say that buildin, ther aint no white today.
funny thing happened, me an the boys fueled up wit crak an dak-in all shit faced we smaked in!...then stupid suggestion...to ummm burn politiks wen they were actin!...followed with alot a laughin...but we also killed a pig shit now running our ball's were'nt fastened!...
...lol nex top/ stabbing oprah
stabbing oprah?..fuck the i let her murder you..il provoke her...
but really ill grab the bitch and choke her...
ill stab her live on her own show...
ill come running down from the forth row...
let loose...4get abuse..just one swift stab..
she allways got nice jewlerry ..so thats what ill grab...
and her hand bag..why not?..the bitch is rich...
i might aswell have a reason...
for her show..finishing an early season...
what a fukt up topic....lets get some creativity in this...
next topic ... ..death..... i made it easy for ya
i've expanded heaven...turned your ass too 2 penguins...i killed those asian demons...rapein my victim...mouth filled wit semen...told ya im death..grim reapin...my hack saw be gleamin washed it wit wax an she beamin, absorbin negative shit it's feedin...dead women's large rings im leavin...i fly through tower tops with ease...matrix shit i've been gifted with albe to take flight wit it...but being grim is the top ranked killing assasin!
n/w your the biggest PIMP the rap world has ever seen!
ive got so much respect for being huge...
i could pimp any hoe..even moulan rouge (bad spelling)
i dont have one girl a got many..
but the ones i love..i aint in it for the penny...
cause i see beyond the cash...
its the whores i use to get the stash...
forget the rash bitch ...just come to me if he complains of an itch
( wasnt to sure on what you see as a pimp..either a player or a pimp ..as in a prostitutes pimp..anyway...)
next topic...... burning paper
I type a letter to god and fed-ex it to him on time
But the fuckin shorts the postman wears flames the lines
Burning paper, must be high on some shit
Elevated to God but not enough stamps on it
So i fuckin pull out my dick, gizz on the back of bush's photos
Stickem to the envelope for a kid who collects homos
Stole my letter, read it to the class, shit i had the last laugh
As he whipped it through his crack and it got stuck to his ass
Lit the note on fire so the teacher wouldnt see...
Fuckin blue angels burning asshairs and papers just for me..
But believe me, I'm not high, or speaking lies...
But when i thought God forgot my prayers...he lit a kid's ass in reply.
haha just brutal but abit funny i guess..umm...next topic
Crossing paths.
^ I can feel this topic....
2000 - July 2004
On these streets, runnin things, involved in the hustle/
Dont care bout nothin', my life is jus one big struggle/
Never heard from my mother "i love you" jus "ur a mistake"/
Felt my heart break, didnt realise the impact that it made/
I stopped carin, to turmoil i became a slave, and till this very day/
Still enslaved, drama from all directions, cuz i fall short of perfection/
Kids tryna teach me a 'lesson', jus cuz i never did respect em/
Its given me a complexion, if i losin everyone, maybe its me?/
Nah, fuck them, its the life that i live on these streets/
Friends, Family, Foes...the triple F's, all tryna destroy me/
So i left them in the dust, seekin out drug dealers to employ me/
Slowly, i rose to my feet, then friends jumped back on my dick again/
Then i fell off for 9 months, in that time, they jus did that shit again/
Wonderin when will this end, i miss friends, but i know i make it alone/
At the age of 13 i was already grown, learnin everything that i was shown/
All on my own, no home, pops always leavin - mom always mistreatin/
Sis never givin a damn bout anyone, and my brother always beatin/
Jus for no reason...all this, after i was kicked out of school/
Thinkin it was cool, to break da rules and act like a big fool/
Now look at me man, 15 years old, left home, no education/
No one hired me legally, so for the chedda im gratin/
What im sayin, is u can find me on the pavement, slanging/
Whenever things get hard, i jus turn up the pressure, succumbin/
To the fact that i know i will never b somethin' - will remain a nothing.
After July 2004....
Got wit my girl Sandy, whos been a big help for my life and health/
Took a new life, ripped off the wrappin, and put my old life on the shelf/
I beleiving in myself, because she told me that i got potential/
She remains always 100% real, never partial or differential/
She somethin' special, made me look at my life, and pump the brakes/
To leave the life of drugs, fights, robbin...madd will power is what it takes/
Im still the same, still got my ties and connections, and my weapons/
Cept 1 was robbed, but i dont need it, my life is now goin in a new direction/
Thanks to Sandy, my baby, who when my life was gettin crazy, saved me/
I love her for it, worship, adore, care, admire her, i let her know em daily/
Since i met her, i started believin in things happenin for a reason/
Beleive God was watchin my back, thru them badd times of treason/
Sandy is truly my gift from the Lord above, shes the one that i'll always love/
Even if i spent every second of every day tellin her this, it wouldnt b enough/
So people remember, when ur life gets tough, jus remember fools-dont-last/
When it comes to the crunch, ur dealt a punch, make sure u choose-ur-path.
N/T - Watchin For The First Time At Christmas, It Snow.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
snow fallin like niggaz in da hood
cept snow is graceful...it dont come in da hood
too good for us...I seen it snow once
dat when I was blazin chillin, smokin blunts
shit I aint a lucky nigga...aint gonna whine
but christmas in my family...shit aint a good time
I be bustin lines outside wit da crew
sum niggaz round da corner tryna shoot u
but stayin to da topic...da only snow we see...
is da one u sell to da kids on da block and run from 5-0 ya c
niggas dont see snow like lil rich punks
I come thru and make sure dey all sleep motionless in dey bunks
snow...sure dat shit is soft
but u talk shit bout my dealin snow...u gonna get offed. 1
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First rap with my bois, damn I was nervous
after da first line man I was nerveless
I had no feeling, I jus spit wut came
kept goin till a nigga stopped my train
my thoughts jus stopped cuz dis nigga broke in
I couldnt do shit he opened my mouth and stuck his foot in
nigga started dissin on me...talkin bout YunG bein a weak mc
dat shit aint make me feel right
I spit back at him all thru da night
nigga was duckin from my lyrical blows
shit da wun verse really broke his nose
s'what u get for talking wrong to Jake
shoulda known from da begginning dis nigga was fake
now im leveling otha mc's wit my simpleness
I even talk shit to acne cream "Bitch, pimple this!"
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