On city blocks upping pipes on niggas who’s ducking fights, 3 strikes in chi and the judge will give you life, you’ll loose ya kids and ya wife and it’ll happen overnight, get sent off to the hole and you won’t even see the light, I’m tryna break it down for those that don’t know what it’s really like, and ain’t no pipes in them jails but a knife will bring hell, ain’t nothing nice seeing ya homie do life in a cell, rejected collect calls while you steady be writing out mail, no one responds no one answers so it’s hard to be well, mental state on decline and it’s hard not to dwell, but ima stay strong inside till god helps me prevail, but through all them nights in the dark and all the pain in my heart, I knew god was always with me to help create a new start, through all blessings and the stressing still had to play my own part,
Bruh some of y’all are so soft if you can’t “handle the lyrics” have you been living in the same terrible world as everyone else or is yours made of marshmallows?😂
I alr been into old hip hop for a while now, but I just discovered this joint yesterday and I‘m fuckin amazed by it, what a PHENOMENAL track, this is real hip hop, the perfect example of how great hip hop should sound like, this will definitely be on repeat for me from now on
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I once knew a nigga whose real name was William His primary concern, was making a million Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects Checking the young chicks, looking for hit-and-run prospects He was fascinated by material objects But he understood money never bought respect He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal I don't project my insecurities on other people He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Hook] Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offences Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot [Verse 2] So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew Starting fights over little shit, up on the block Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock Working overtime for making money for the crack spot Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain Tired of the block niggas treating him the same He wanted to be major like the cut-throats and the thugs But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club But only a real thug can stab someone till they die Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well-guarded And they wanted to test him before business started Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted So now he had a choice between going back to his life Or making money with made men, up in the cife His dreams about cars and ice made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three [Hook] [Verse 3] They drove around the projects slow while it was raining Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home And so they quietly got out the car and followed her Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor "This is it kid, now you got your chance to be raw." So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground Screaming, "Shut the fuck up and stop moving around!" The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed So Billy stomped on the bitch, 'til he broken her jaw Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently And then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned Her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two They told him that she was a witness for what she'd gone through And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head [Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep] I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back [Verse 4] Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter 'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate His corruption had successfully changed his fate And he remembered how his mom used to come home late Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared But only the devil responded, 'cause god wasn't there And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it And listen 'cause the story that I'm telling is true 'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked White, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted And you'll be one of god's children that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never Because a dance with the devil might last you forever
Some family members members found my ig account and Expose me and found everything I didn’t want any of my family to know. And through my account it’s all linked soo literally everything about the life and the me i hide from them . I found out last night but it’s too late. This time I won’t forgive and forget like i always did. He or she knew exactly what she doing. I’m forced to Stay away from my loved ones because of him . You will never know how and who and when.
You ever looked into the eyes of satin , looking deep into the darkness a soul forsaken when God cast him away , he departed with anger building inside, at the point revenge was all he could think to decide, in hopes to achieve a better worth he no longer possessed, how on earth could he be concerned with anothers view , he knew there wasn't many options but he knows this was the decision he had to make. He knew exactly what he had to do to be recognized in the eyes of the great, he gathered all his thoughts and placed them in a pile, searching for ages observing through multiple languages and millions of pages, down to the scriptures with missing phrases engraved on stone inside the walls of the unknown caves never to be discovered by man , hes on the edge of a break knowing if he drops any further its over , thats when the plan finally came to shine he knew the man he was going against could turn water into wine , this was a dance of good verse evil the type to last a lifetime, into the next he took a sip of regrets and chased it down with a swig of success he knew he'd never be able to obtain, lost in the mazes he created at a young age inside his wicked brain , there was never a need to hide the empty feeling inside searching for purpose as if he was promised a life of lies, he had to dig deep if he hoped to remain wise speaking through twisted tongues just to vanish and overcome the problem at hand and thats when he knew he had to put an end to this person he once called friend
You ever seen a man change right in front of your eyes , then start to feed from attention hatred and lies, it turned a day you looked in his face and no longer recognized the man who stood before you , you used to look up with respect and loyalty now you only see disappointment , you know this couldn't be true so you had to develop a plan and knew exactly what to do, thats when Jacob grabbed his pen and paper and the top line wrote part 2, He stated each and every bully who ever made a joke about the way he looked or the way he spoke , all the names written down in all caps , he used to wish to introduce them to his fans in all his past raps , even his dad he never knew but thats a different story for another chapter, plus he figured how do you fill a entire verse about a person who never mattered, he had to keep gaining knowledge to improve at his craft and become a master , see Jacob wasn't stupid he loved to be underestimated thats when he would try his best just to make it he would become obsessed over every possible equation, every mathematical solution that existed he found amazing these were words translated a code too complex and even Jacob knew his manifestation had made an evil and corrupt creation, he didn't understand how to end this story written in a moment of mental aggravation he knew it had to be simple just reverse the cycle and backtrack every backstabbing person who never liked you, anybody who wouldn't sit beside you or made a disrespectful joke right in front of your face , I hope you build the anger and rage it takes to make an irreversible decision, one that changes a person's purpose and even existance, so thats when Jacob closed the curtains and sat down reminiscing on all his past missions the ones he wished he forgot and never remembered the hidden truths that your afraid to speak he was in too deep and for God to save him now is harder hes floated even farther out of reach, so let's face the conclusion replace that smile into a frown and chase it down with a sound unique and profound, words you wouldn't repeat no matter the person around , a sound worth a cringe to tighten your spine , then you see an old friend you tried to remember his name and after several minutes satin was the only one that came to your brain,
Now tell me of a time you didn't plan to cause pain to another person just to gain a better position, tell me you didn't let greed consume your soul and take control of the values you hold in life so close, you ever closed your eyes an invisioned a land of equal pay, I have I had a place to wake everyday rehabilitate was how they used to describe it back in the day, behind them bars locked inside your mind feeling closer phobic inside the same four walls, they said you would adapt and you knew there was never a chance , you had plans to advance and dreams to succeed what ever happened to the life you planned since a seed, now you daydream at night time cause reality seems unreal, trying to fight against gravity you hope to rise past the restraints and limitations but you can't overcome the obstacles your facing, jotting down every possible move you could be making to improve the odds. A place built to destroy the individuals without a trace of evidence, you praised the ones lost and forgotten the presidents you seen as the greats only cause you never knew any better, you grew to see a life no man should ever have faced , its hard to find truth inside a lie closed with a bond , till the day you died you promised to stay calm inside to never let the beast roam, you devised a devilish grin for all looking to see, thats when you started to notice the alter ego taking form you tried to focus knowing you were getting warm though a gut feeling told you be afraid not to approach this type of darkness hidden, theres no need to be brave in a moment like this you gotta understand the differences between the two , they was never made of the same tissue for starters a different species you never considered, a bigger threat with a percentage of success higher than you would have been willing to bet, your anger comes from regrets while this is a master of destruction seeing souls leave they body a reaper who never took the time to understand a single lesson, thats when you took a second and hesitated figured it would be better if you waited a wise decision you wouldn't regret the change consumed your body and you started to sweat that nervous feeling of anxiety you lived with for all them years started to fade and thats when you dropped down to your knees and began to pray, giving thanks to the lord and asking forgiveness for all the wrong things you never meant to say. All the actions you made when traveling the opposite direction to a destination that never stood a chance , you continued to pray and confessing the sins of your past knowing if you meant the words you came to say you better be expecting the crash , thats when you collided inside with all the emotions throughout your life and began to weep as you listened to your heart slowly lose its pace and stop the beat
Now we forced a fourth verse to be revived from another dimension, searched the earth to the point of exhaustion, to find the best lyrical writer that ever existed in a freestyle battle or any Cypher, a genius beyond description the thought of a man of this talent must be a ghost never seen, one who worships the demons inside of his dreams and wakes to the screams of each and every victim who came between him and his mission, he seen this as more than a hobby or any sort of competition, he didn't show concern to the ones that didn't listen at first he knew if he gave it time they would start to pay attention , he crafted his art to perfection not another person could make a suggestion even artificial intelligence couldn't have built a better weapon , he knew by the second verse he had already started the connection and by the next he realized he already made his best impression so it was time he gave them the combination a riddle combined between Einstein and Jacob's hidden rhymes left forbidden in a box collecting dust inside of your basic grandmothers basement. You ever praised to different religions just to erase the horrible things you'd say , spit in anothers face with hatred while replaying the tapes left in the same box , Im amazed with pickin locks a fascination since a youngin in third grade waiting for ms Garcia to take a break thats when I figured it would be the best time I had to make it happen, a bad joke turned to devastation and Ms Garcia didn't make it whatever happened to accidents due to the lack of education , misguided never been greater than the next standing in line waiting to approach the stage , I chose inspiration and gave it everything I got balled into a fist tighter than a Boulder unleashing fatal destruction , a burning fire lasting centuries with flames higher than houses and within the final hours I remember families holding hands knowing the nukes destruction was bigger than anything they could comprehend thats where they sat to die on they couch in every house built by a lie while the government looks us directly in the face saying everything is gonna be just fine
Underground star boy, в машине надо мной люк Я читал West Coast, хотя мой жанр был всегда плаг На мне пачка денег, она не только в моих текстах Как сказал Алексей: «Теперь всё на своих местах» { Куплет } Мои парни дуют, как и дули в людных местах У меня что то со стулом, боюсь сесть, не могу не дристать Я плохо учился, но рэп - это был мой start up И, кажись, в 23-ем я в курсе, кто был next up Если нормативы - крысить, я хотел бы не сдать Вообще ни разу не ссать кажется так никак Неповторимый белый, если что, убью двойника Время летит, превратив отца в старика Win streak на битах, что такое сейчас? Если оно пропало в прошлом секунду назад Любовь в маминых глаза - это навсегда Всё остальное пыль, что вечно мешает нам дышать Мысли об успехи, бл*дь, мешают мне писать Новый альбом даётся сложней минимум раз в пять Считаешь себя Богом, boy, тебя мало распять Не ссоримся дома, я такой: «Малышка, я спать» То, что возил в сумке, невозможно возить в носках Ты знаешь, что они все в своих треках только п*здят Не верю Москве, ведь я сам бываю в слезах Давались только вверх и было адски больно слезать { Припев } Underground star boy, в машине надо мной люк Я читал West Coast, хотя мой жанр был всегда плаг На мне пачка денег, она не только в моих текстах Как сказал Алексей: «Теперь всё на своих местах»
Yo, check it, breaking hearts, the worst pain My shawty left, game over, flames out like rain Memories flood, like a river of tears Our story's ended, shattered beyond repair It's like a knife, twisted deep in my chest The love we shared, now a cruel jest I'm lost, bewildered, my mind in a fog Questioning everything, my world turned to smog The pain's unbearable, I can't take no more The emptiness consumes me, leaving me raw I trudge through life, a walking, talking ghost My once vibrant heart, now a shattered host But I rise, a phoenix from the ashes of despair I'll heal these wounds, no longer chained by fear I'll forge a path, a new beginning in sight With lessons learned, I'll embrace the light
You wanna get technical I’ll split you apart like a decimal They say it was impossible but Her throat game was phenomenal When it comes to this rapping shit I’m unstoppable I’m the one that’s bring the benefits My raps are blowing up like a Bombing Terrorist I need therapy I’m a psycho and I just murdered my therapist and Buried her body in the basement Right next to her grandkids Before I murder them I’m gonna find out where their parents live Everybody take a seat as We creep threw the beat We going to Nightmare On Elm Street on Friday the 13th As I shread you with my teeth I’ll turned this bloodbath Into a Gruesome scene I’m Jason and Freddy combined into one There’s never been someone like me so Disturbing I am turning into something Far worse then you bargained for Whatever you’re doing it isn’t working I’m on the loose you have lit the fuse My shit is like fire You can’t put it out once it’s burning Hold up I ain’t done My slaughtering has just begun So you better run West side mother fucker That’s where I’m from I’m so Ill with the tongue Bout to show y’all why I keep it Ice Cold When it comes to the bars I stay freezing I’m no longer breathing Because I got an alien brain and That Diamond Lung If anyone wants the smoke Come and get it then You just won’t survive the outcome When I tie you up to a chair in the basement Grab the Jason mask We bout to get it on This night is about to be long When I grab the axe or a hatchet Doesn’t matter which one I choose because I’m gonna leave a bloodstain on my apron Get the chainsaw ruumm ruumm Love to hear the sounds of you’re screams Y’all just some pawns I’m the real master Who’s pulling the puppet strings I’m a evil spawn you step up to me You gonna feel the wrath of satan Fuck with me get smoked and blasted Wrapped up in plastic and tossed in acid Stretch out the body but I’m not elastic but When it comes to slaughtering shit I’m Mr. Fantastic My mind is sharp like a cactus Dropping classic after classic I got ass on top of ass I must be an assassin When chop you’re organs into 60 portions and Leave remains in a basket I can be so reckless that the Next person to diss me in the next 10 seconds will get put in a casket We stretching out to Texas All the way to Canada I’m about to damage ya When I snap and these raps I’ll be giving ya Straight killing em Gotta give a shout out to my amazing friend Andrea Morgan you are one and a million Also shout out to her guy Jacoby Putman Just got to let you know G Thanks for making her happy You a great man and a wonderful Human being Always feeling the static I’m the lyrical boss Shout out to Nas I grew up steady bumping that Illmatic I got a Ill obsession I’ve been prepping to Using my mind like it’s a weapon to Get ready for armageddon It’s the return of the fatal menace Bout to handle my business Killing competition I’m on a mission I stay driving Better stay in you’re lane or I might cause a collision That will leave you in critical condition Did I fail mention before I forget When it come to free styling off the tip You know my flow is immaculate I might smack a bitch If you keep talking shit Get you’re face life and real quick I’ll turn this whole scene into a Freaking incident I’m heaven sent I’m too hard I might leave a permanent mark When I leave you’re spine bent I never intended to be this way but That’s ok because you know I wake up and kill it every single day You fuck me over there will be hell to pay You don’t want me to call out the F.R.E.A.K to come out and play This shit is in my DNA I’m a monster so you better be afraid When I start digging you’re grave Six feet deep is where body is about to lay So you better stay the fuck away from me You better pray That I don’t come after you and There nothing you can do When you start to choke and I’ll squeeze you’re throat then Pour you’re blood in my lemonade Have you’re head spinning like a tornado Stretch you’re body out like some Plato I’ll be getting to bag stacking the cheese Collecting my paseos Best believe I’m getting paid When I drop the Fuego You rappers better lay low I do what I must When I blast you with the halo Turn you into dust You bitches better duck Keep the machete tucked and Underneath the rug is the Fo Fo What I spit is true Might catch a slug or two by My homie DLO Im bout to go viral Better bow down and pray for survival Im a psycho Show my true colors like Michael When I shoot you with a rifle Hit you from the back like Geico Got a fuse in my mind that it might blow My flow is too hot but I keep it Ice Cold Like my name is Sub-Zero Burning MCs There’s no denying That this is what I’m meant to be I’m undeniable Keep talking shit You better zip it up and Shut you’re pie holes because There’s no stopping me You probably wanna use caution G as I’m always killing the game constantly Rearrange your frame and Rip you’re arteries I’m the rap fiend Coming in with a big lighter and Some gasoline Welcome to my evil lair Nobody gonna hear you scream I’ll turn this scene into a lucid dream I’m a cold blooded killer coming Threw you’re TV screen I spit clean like an M-16 I’m a psycho killing machine Coming in with the hardest flow That’s you’ve ever seen I might go Thanos Once I snap my fingers That’s when you’re head gets cut By the Guillotine Got a bad bitch in the limousine While she’s sucking on my Jimmy Dean I’ll be rapping circles around you While rhyming these internal schemes I’m color blind when it comes to These dolor signs all I see is green My style is fresh like a tangerine With this pen I’m extreme So just don’t test me When I press record in the Microphone booth because I will murder you by any means
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William His primary concern was making a million Being the illest hustler that the world ever seen He used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams A corrupted young mind at the age of 13 Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects Checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects He was fascinated by material objects But he understood money never bought respect He built a reputation 'cause he could hustle and steal But got locked once, and didn't hesitate to squeal So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal I don't project my insecurities on other people He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles And so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil A feeble minded young man with infinite potential The product of a ghetto bred capitalistic mental Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed Everyone tryna be trife, never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offences Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do He'd get his respect back in the eyes of his crew Starting fights over little shit up on the block Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock Working overtime for making money for the crack spot Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine Fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain Tired of the block niggas treating him the same He wanted to be major like the cut-throats and the thugs But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club But only a real thug can stab someone till they die Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes Billy realized that these men were well guarded And they wanted to test him before business started Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted So now he had a choice between going back to his life Or making money with made men, up in the cife His dreams about cars and ice made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three Everyone tryna be trife never face the consequences You probably only did a month for minor offences Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock Devils used to be God's angels that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot They drove around the projects slow while it was raining Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home And so they quietly got out the car and followed her Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor This is, it kid, now you got your chance to be raw So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground Screaming, "Shut the fuck up and stop moving around" The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed So Billy stomped on the bitch, until he'd broken her jaw Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently And then they all proceeded to rape her violently Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned A broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren't concerned When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised One of them niggas pulled out a brand new .22 They told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through And if he killed her, he was guaranteed a spot in the crew He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head I'm falling and I can't turn back I'm falling and I can't turn back Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter 'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her She cried more painfully than when they were raping her His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate His corruption had succesfully changed his fate And he remembered how his mom used to come home late Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth? He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared But only the devil responded, 'cause God wasn't there And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it And listen 'cause the story that I'm telling is true 'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked White, brown, yellow and black, color is not restricted You have a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never Because the dance with the devil might last you forever Oh, y'all motherfuckers thought it was over, huh? Well, it's not, you didn't count on a fallen angel gettin' back Into the grace of God and comin' after you Y'all niggas ain't shit, your producers ain't shit Your fuckin' A & R ain't shit I'll fuckin' wipe my ass with your demo deal Yo, Diabolic, take this motherfucker's head off! Go 'head and grip Glocks I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots I'll watch you topple flat Put away your rings and holla back Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top, like bottle caps Beneath the surface I'm overheatin' your receiving circuits By unleashin' deeper verses than priests speak in churches What you preach is worthless Your worship defeat the purpose Like President Bush takin' bullets for the secret service Beyond what y'all fathom, I shit on cats and jaw tap 'em Show no compassion, like havin' a straight-faced orgasm Tour jack 'em, have his half-a-10 bitch suck my friend's dick In the meantime, you can french kiss this clenched fist Diabolic, a one-man brigade spreadin' cancer plague Fist-fuckin' a pussy's face, holdin' a hand grenade So if I catch you bluffin', faggot, you're less than nothin' I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction You motherfuckers are nothin', you cannot harm me I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army Storm the planet, huntin' you down, 'cause I'm on a mission To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms Immortal Technique'll destroy your religion, you stupid bitch You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix I'm 'bout to blow up, like NASA Challenger computer chips Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitably Chemically bomb you, fuck usin' a chrome piece I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home, like Jerome's niece I'll sever your head diagonally for thinkin' of dissin' me And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy This puppet democracy brain-washed your psychology So you're nothin', like diversity without equality And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology Usin' numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven Produces more digits than 22 divided by seven You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect You never killed a cop, you not a motherfuckin' thug yet Your mind is empty and spacious Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist Face it, you're too basic, you're never gonna make it Like children walkin' through Antarctica, butt-naked
To a person I have to say is a friend Robert in Muscatine Iowa of a friend that was with me at a time of seen a family member cross the road at late knight and was hit run over but there was at a time nothing I could do but can now brother spirit soul life of you will be able to show that heaven is real spirit soul life of reflection of one self but not until I use machine first of it belongs to the girls yes is true but angels of first to be seen first of twice parents we did that then yes next to use it is Michael hargrove and a friend I chose then he can use it as well as all the animals use is aloud and it's paid in full for all of them but then you brother can show your friends that heaven is really there by you showing if you like to of them in the clouds in the sky then all that are in line when a address is taken so collection can be rreaciev and it will go by the people sending in there request in order as reacve along with 50cents each Michael hargrove the devil the flying dove the beast that is Mark in his hands 2 in his right hand snakes tongue and a w in his left hand when I pray totsl is 6 twin girls collect ones from the lease and from the most if you what be part of this job its yours twin girls be sure to collect first and if pass then two in one light house to be buit for reamber eternity you will be for blessed sounds will come from the best carotner of a women to come men blessed you ffather
Great everyday fighting the voices in my head when they said to me you are good for nothing but an abortion. Talking about nonsense topics Pro-Life Vs. Pro-Choice blasphemy all day. Stupid Hoe. :/
(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, I'll paint a picture clear, In the streets where the tension's near, Two sides clashin', no love, just fear, In the heart of the city, where the danger sears. (Chorus) It's a gang war, no peace in sight, Day and night, they fight the fight, Blood on the streets, under city lights, In the heat of the battle, wrong versus right. (Verse 2) On one side, you got the crew with pride, Born and raised, they'll never hide, Claimin' their turf, nothin' to divide, Ready to ride, with their honor on the line. (Verse 3) But on the other side, it's a different scene, A rival gang, with a vicious scheme, Stackin' chips, livin' life obscene, Ready to strike, make the city scream. (Chorus) It's a gang war, no peace in sight, Day and night, they fight the fight, Blood on the streets, under city lights, In the heat of the battle, wrong versus right. (Bridge) But in the midst of the chaos and the pain, In the hearts of some, there's still a flame, Dreamin' of a day without the reign, Of violence and hatred, a chance to reclaim. (Verse 4) So listen close, to the words I preach, In this warzone, there's a lesson to teach, We gotta rise above, find a way to reach, For peace and unity, within our reach. (Outro) In the end, it's up to us to decide, To break the cycle, swallow our pride, And build a future where we can reside, In a world where love and respect coincide.
