The Gauntlet

[J.E.T.S]

You fell and bumped your head? You forgot who you are talking to?

I've changed my ways. Don't make me go back to the old days.

I remember those days...
In granny kitchen with intentions on calling scandalous bitches over after detention for aforementioned activities that consisted of sticky icky, actitudes, and gum flicking... cliqued up.. we on a mission, no bullshitting...
Stomped niggas out on the court for talking shit then
Ran his pockets, and back to school the next day like there would be no consequences.. conscious be unforgiving
I'm living to die
why I have to say it twice because it was truuuly a blessing to survive the life of gun play, fist fights and combinations to lockers if cracked would've got me sent to juvie where as an adult I would've be tried...
Damn...
That was 11th grade.. by 12th most of my illicit activities were substituted for schooling hoes on deep dicking and money escapades... niggas feelings still continued to escalade, especially after whipping something new, parking on the teacher's lot, and sliding through hallways smooth like a nigga were on rollerblades...
Eyeing other niggas women and the haters were engaged in goaltending frowned up like they ate a lemon..
Fool, I'm winning
Like twitter I was trending topic of discussion, but a quiet casanova like novas, I was shining and those hoses wanted the potion like 9.. or 10 would be in line but love I was in.. I was all in... even had me crying when I discovered after graduation my nigga traded masterbation for relation with my lady.. no rubber..
Fuck friends.. out of compliance with the code..
Cut off roads and dead ends.. switched up like the tracks of Marta near the West End... done with da drama... so now it's choosey love for hoes and trauma for those who oppose and we can blame it all on my resent of karma



Sent Collect from the Fulton County Correctional Facility using pay phone.

 

[2 ONE 3]

You fell and bumped your head? You forgot who you are talking to?

I've changed my ways. Don't make me go back to the old days.

Man I'm not scared of none of you niggas.

 

[owl]

*yawn*

And ain't no women joined the merriment yet, huh?

 

[J.E.T.S]

Man I'm not scared of none of you niggas.

*yawn*

And ain't no women joined the merriment yet, huh?

I thought you two scumbags were bout to throw hands.



Sent Collect from the Fulton County Correctional Facility using pay phone.

 

[2 ONE 3]

I thought you two scumbags were bout to throw hands.



Sent Collect from the Fulton County Correctional Facility using pay phone.

How is this nigga gonna get at me...

I respond...and he comes back with a *yawn*


Niggas is pump faking taking days to respond.


That shit took me less than 15 mins...

 

[cb71109]

15 minutes is left on the lock
900 seconds until his heart stops
Yo kid you better watch for them jackers
With niggas singing on every corner, them people sure to get at cha
Like this one time
I'm outside with a friend of mine
When one-time wanna know where the weed at (true story)
He didn't know that I can see that
Stupid smirk on his grill
Told him to kick rocks and get the fuck outta here

 

[2 ONE 3]

15 minutes is left on the lock
900 seconds until his heart stops
Yo kid you better watch for them jackers
With niggas singing on every corner, them people sure to get at cha
Like this one time
I'm outside with a friend of mine
When one-time wanna know where the weed at (true story)
He didn't know that I can see that
Stupid smirk on his grill
Told him to kick rocks and get the fuck outta here

FUCK outta here

85 birth year-mach 5-gear-push to start voice command steer
Look out for me on the highway / No Usher I'm doin it my way
Flex'n in the Lex'n get out the way...Headlights to deer
Your death is near when mic gets to to ear / Mortal Kombat contact on pont
Exact hit wit the death smack, Scorpion "COME HERE"
See I'm the niggas you fear & rightfully so I ignite 3 then blow
Spit the flow to show 'em what it's hitt fo'
Pussy nigga hold the heat but don't pull the trigger though
Yellow belly keep the throw away celly work in the telly misfit get hit wit the slick
Shit cuz I hit with crazy metaphors you know the name

wave nouveau pacific shores with that work
Dick to knees on these whores be my steeze persona ice cold freeze
Quick in the breeze heavy in the pocket and light on the feet
Commit to the hit, execute then escape by any means
Nice & neat
Off top do it with no sheet you know heat won't escape these cracks
Rap tactic clap tragic with the drastic activity...Snap like Neo
Look at all these Agent Smith's with the weak attacks
Another episode
Here we go.

 

[ladyscorpio]

This thread was relevant to my interests now its.....meh
Where are all my Lions are gone​

 

[shanebp1978]

This thread was relevant to my interests now its.....meh
Where are all my Lions are gone​

Now it's irrele-Vant?
Tell my melon that
The Bahama Mama asking ya'll where the Melanin at?

No packs between Lions and men
Never pretend
to achieve what one can not defend
Any championship ring is only a lend while Shane got your woman on bend
No trend
No Drake
All take, No debate
I stole Excalibur off that bitch in the lake and caused the Cedars of Lebanon to break.
WAIT . . .

And ain't no women joined the merriment yet, huh?

Onynx got them shakes.

Man I'm not scared of none of you niggas.

Three . . . 2 . . . one . . . cupcake.
15 minutes, 15 minutes!
I bet that last 15 minutes on Sepulveda was what got you in the clinic
You're no Long Beach menace
unless your name is Dennis
Cats been ignoring your spit in this thread like you ain't even in this
Owl took your rep and diminished
J.E.T.S checked your ass about the job and you was basically finished
Like Hitler your best bet is to simply just end this
I'm the game and the throne ready to real life Lannister your ass
Cannister your cash
banishment fast
treat your woman to a more mannish type of smash
Shane is always up to task
My fame and heart was built to last
My aim leaves such kilt with blast
Your treasured skills are THIS man's trash
walks off
you're peelt slow dash
Toss my passport and SSN card on your body
no mask

Peace.

3 . . . 2 . . . one . . .CUPCAKE!!!!!!

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[godofwine]

Hey OWL, shanebp1978,

Do either of you want to join the writing contest on the main board? I know many people have distanced themselves from the maim board lately, but this seems like it is going to be a lot of good work. The topic is revenge and the deadline is 25 March, next Monday.

http://www.bgol.us/board/showthread.php?t=722476

 

[2 ONE 3]

Wavy in the breeze, colder than anti-freeze, and all about my cheese
Nachos...(not yours)
Brolic on the mic...While you bark, I bite more vicious than Mike
You'll never see the strike coming
El Presidente, like Camacho son'ing emcees with mind numbing world crumbling speech
I do it for Mi Gente...A Westside Roberto Clemente with a flow that stays muy caliente
Got 'em stumbling to reach the nob to pump up the volume on the track
Proud and black....With each attack their demeanors humbling as they're mumbling
Killing 'em softly, no Roberta Flack
This shit is more than bitches & a fat stack, hitting switches & a fat sack
Detonate on contact, stomping through with boots made for combat
You talking felony...? You more like Bill Bellamy
Where all the cons at...? Who you frontin for?
All that cryin won't help when them boys kick in ya door
All that lyin got you hem'd up in a place you never seen before
Be easy

 

[J.E.T.S]

Wavy in the breeze, colder than anti-freeze, and all about my cheese
Nachos...(not yours)
Brolic on the mic...While you bark, I bite more vicious than Mike
You'll never see the strike coming
El Presidente, like Camacho son'ing emcees with mind numbing world crumbling speech
I do it for Mi Gente...A Westside Roberto Clemente with a flow that stays muy caliente
Got 'em stumbling to reach the nob to pump up the volume on the track
Proud and black....With each attack their demeanors humbling as they're mumbling
Killing 'em softly, no Roberta Flack
This shit is more than bitches & a fat stack, hitting switches & a fat sack
Detonate on contact, stomping through with boots made for combat
You talking felony...? You more like Bill Bellamy
Where all the cons at...? Who you frontin for?
All that cryin won't help when them boys kick in ya door
All that lyin got you hem'd up in a place you never seen before
Be easy

Be easy, you don't want no problems wit me
Be easy, you know niggas out here dying for free..
A Free world, In which the peasants shall conquer
The root of all evil really bear wedding rings and those collecting tax on you
I'm on to you, task at hand is first for you to understand my point of view
Real men would crumble if they stumbled cross my land and seen what the streets have done to you
Mentally I'm unstable... disconnect your programming
Let's say... I'm going cable
I'm able.. to distinguish the real from fake
And separate the love from the hate
On my knees forever giving thanks...
In this field we're mostly bottom ranked
No saint... those demons visited me in those times I was desperate
I'm pessimist, it's shame when death or corrections is your only real prospect
I need a damn check... before the shower
I scoured for the power and end up leavin your head wet...
I took what I came for..
Sinning and grinning, yet somehow we still manage to blame Lord


Sent Collect from the Fulton County Correctional Facility using pay phone.

 

[2 ONE 3]

Be easy, you don't want no problems wit me
Be easy, you know niggas out here dying for free..
A Free world, In which the peasants shall conquer
The root of all evil really bear wedding rings and those collecting tax on you
I'm on to you, task at hand is first for you to understand my point of view
Real men would crumble if they stumbled cross my land and seen what the streets have done to you
Mentally I'm unstable... disconnect your programming
Let's say... I'm going cable
I'm able.. to distinguish the real from fake
And separate the love from the hate
On my knees forever giving thanks...
In this field we're mostly bottom ranked
No saint... those demons visited me in those times I was desperate
I'm pessimist, it's shame when death or corrections is your only real prospect
I need a damn check... before the shower
I scoured for the power and end up leavin your head wet...
I took what I came for..
Sinning and grinning, yet somehow we still manage to blame Lord


Sent Collect from the Fulton County Correctional Facility using pay phone.

Good shit young G...


Sinning & Grinning, yet somehow we still manage to blame Lord
Worldwide connects without mic cord
Lookin at my watch, it's about that time
Break the weed down...Split the Dutches
Victory in my clutches...The lights lime King 6 entering my prime
Fear is nothing more than a trick of the mind
Spit back shit that makes seats recline
Higher than JETS...He soared
Knowledge of the game, he sat back watched & absorbed
Broken hearts, false starts, & women scorned has been the story of life
2 girlfriends 1 mistress, no wife yet somethings missing
He's losing his grandfather
It's time for change
Something uplifting.

 

[shanebp1978]

 

[mcguyver]

You fuks can't even carry a thread without me.




God like, God type, I'm the one they send to fortify the God hype
Ruling cyphers by the almighty hand of IKE
Humble unto me J.E.T.S, 20ne3, shanebp for I have loaded one mighty smite,
in the tradition of true religion.
The actions of every misguided muslim.
Mac been preaching in these parts...every sermon a 9/11
Shitting on every dream of going to heaven
reflect on my work eveytime you hear "is there really a god?" question.
Now excuse me as I lay waste to every rapper who claim harlem
while ignoring the gentrification

 

[OnSlaught]

....to the ol' nine & trey'


Rolling to snoop & and dre

High off the gan-jay/ in the ash tray next to the A-K.

Wait in' for the okay to spray the next nigga away who caught my dismay on that day.


*two cents*

To O'Fey/ Hell naw it ain't ok
Watcha gon say/ When that A-K meets yo toupee
Souffle!/ Gunplay turns yo gums grey
Zombae (Zombie) looking nigga/ hat crocked/ Adesisae (Adebisi)

Ezzae (Easy)...

Same rhyme/ Same time/ Same bat channel
Bat- shit wit a fat clip/ take ya wig off yo mantle
Different line/ sight-hind/ Cats can't battle
My light extinguishes the flame from yo own damn candle

Handle...

 

[J.E.T.S]

You fuks can't even carry a thread without me.




God like, God type, I'm the one they send to fortify the God hype
Ruling cyphers by the almighty hand of IKE
Humble unto me J.E.T.S, 20ne3, shanebp for I have loaded one mighty smite,
in the tradition of true religion.
The actions of every misguided muslim.
Mac been preaching in these parts...every sermon a 9/11
Shitting on every dream of going to heaven
reflect on my work eveytime you hear "is there really a god?" question.
Now excuse me as I lay waste to every rapper who claim harlem
while ignoring the gentrification

... escalation of the situation you be facing, screaming my name... I'm impatient
Answer to this equation is to relate or your life I'm erasing.. aye..
People be like "JETS, why you so violent"..
My reply "do or die"... caressing my barrel, showing teeth, but I ain't smilin'
That's my mean mug nigga...
By the way, I heard you stack big figures...
And I figure what's yours is mine..
Heh..
In this world there's no help...
Real niggas get it themselves..
They for self... better be for you...
(Pound sign) #wildin
Yeah..
You'll die waiting on a fuckin hand...
No trespass signs posted on my humble land...
You constructing life without a productive plan?
Just remember it's like getting hit by a Astro van...
In the end.. it never fails, "So much for the hoes and my loyal friends..."
Listen..
I heard god only help those who help self
Still I couldn't help but wonder where was god when they were lockin that damn cell?
I swear to god, I slept until my back hurt... Sucka officers upset because they had to be at work
Shiid, I didn't ask to be in that bitch... it ain't my problem...
"Excuse me sir, Can I please have a better mat and a sip of clean water?.."
Yet my requests went unanswered
You guessed it, now I'm back wildin'...
Cursing, kicking, jamming doors, walls with symbols and profanity that I altered
Off to the hole I went... forgive me father
40 days later, I'm out.. praying that I never have to go back in...
Damn bruh, life throws the unexpected...
You can't do anything but why accept it?
Be the umpire and catch that shit...
Move on, stay strong and get connected
Rebuke the devil and all his weapons so your soul don't get intercepted










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[2 ONE 3]

... escalation of the situation you be facing, screaming my name... I'm impatient
Answer to this equation is to relate or your life I'm erasing.. aye..
People be like "JETS, why you so violent"..
My reply "do or die"... caressing my barrel, showing teeth, but I ain't smilin'
That's my mean mug nigga...
By the way, I heard you stack big figures...
And I figure what's yours is mine..
Heh..
In this world there's no help...
Real niggas get it themselves..
They for self... better be for you...
(Pound sign) #wildin
Yeah..
You'll die waiting on a fuckin hand...
No trespass signs posted on my humble land...
You constructing life without a productive plan?
Just remember it's like getting hit by a Astro van...
In the end.. it never fails, "So much for the hoes and my loyal friends..."
Listen..
I heard god only help those who help self
Still I couldn't help but wonder where was god when they were lockin that damn cell?
I swear to god, I slept until my back hurt... Sucka officers upset because they had to be at work
Shiid, I didn't ask to be in that bitch... it ain't my problem...
"Excuse me sir, Can I please have a better mat and a sip of clean water?.."
Yet my requests went unanswered
You guessed it, now I'm back wildin'...
Cursing, kicking, jamming doors, walls with symbols and profanity that I altered
Off to the hole I went... forgive me father
40 days later, I'm out.. praying that I never have to go back in...
Damn bruh, life throws the unexpected...
You can't do anything but why accept it?
Be the umpire and catch that shit...
Move on, stay strong and get connected
Rebuke the devil and all his weapons so your soul don't get intercepted

The herb got me movin in slow-mo
Life has no replay botton & one monkey don't stop no show
And real shit...

No homo...

Fuck all you niggas


Let's go toe to toe...Head to head...Blow for blow
You handle the rock worse than Romo
See I'm nice with the lines / spit 18's but only give you niggas half
Lucky number 9...Dream Team Jordan sportin Chucks straight not givin a fuck
I do this shit for pure enjoyment...and I know you niggas is broke...Holla at me if you seeking employment...I'll put you on my staff
Windows down as she rolls up in your truck...I'm gettin blown 2 ways at the same damn time
Just my luck
Los Angeles Royalty to the chicks...
You in the inzone throwin me a pick 6
And watch me take it to the house
Mac says unto him I'm humble.../ Too bad I'm strokin his bitch with the bee sting bubble who can't seem to keep my dick out her mouth
I'm disrespectful when I spit...
Only fuck with hoes that be country thick
Take 'em to Roscoes & get them country grits

 

[J.E.T.S]

The herb got me movin in slow-mo
Life has no replay botton & one monkey don't stop no show
And real shit...

No homo...

Fuck all you niggas


Let's go toe to toe...Head to head...Blow for blow
You handle the rock worse than Romo
See I'm nice with the lines / spit 18's but only give you niggas half
Lucky number 9...Dream Team Jordan sportin Chucks straight not givin a fuck
I do this shit for pure enjoyment...and I know you niggas is broke...Holla at me if you seeking employment...I'll put you on my staff
Windows down as she rolls up in your truck...I'm gettin blown 2 ways at the same damn time
Just my luck
Los Angeles Royalty to the chicks...
You in the inzone throwin me a pick 6
And watch me take it to the house
Mac says unto him I'm humble.../ Too bad I'm strokin his bitch with the bee sting bubble who can't seem to keep my dick out her mouth
I'm disrespectful when I spit...
Only fuck with hoes that be country thick
Take 'em to Roscoes & get them country grits

Then proceed to the shack and insert country dick, cum on lips
You see, I'm a real nigga... true to the shit I spit, with my gun to hip
I never owned two chains, but I won't run and dip, just unload them clips...
Best believe that it's hats I twist backward...
Thinking that I'm pussy, don't push me...
To the limit or you cowards...
Don't wanna be bystanders as my pot boil over like when granny collards simmer
Like summer, I'll burn you... Although my heart is as cold as the winter, i'm just a winner...
Trapped in a demension of you demented fools, but with no further adieu...

Fuck you too...

I...

move smoothly... down your avenue B
Your wifey choose me... but I tell her I have to check my availability
Too cold with it... my flow should be a felony in the 1st degree...
Now you should drop the Hennessey and grab a pea coat nigga
You can't see me... I'm invisible to you suckas like cloak my nigga...

Houston ridin' with my Rocket... open carry... World B Free.
Pocket full of cash with a quarter key stitched in da passenger seat
Whatever.. whaddup though?
I seen them ratchets you cuff bro...
They're a no go and I know that shit you spit is all show...



Sent 7 days ago using Pre-Stamped Post Card purchased through Fulton County Jail commissary via USPS

 

[2 ONE 3]

Get on the mic & they say I be wild'n
But to me the shits oh so excitin'
Delightin
Hype shit up like two niggss who got the sherm lit
Off the island fightin
Cats be ill..I remain steady on the wheel
Collecting knowledge moving in silence
Got the good grip grip...tighten
Your chick over there smilin'
That's cuz I'm the one who be coming over long pipe'n
Watch ya back just like you gotta watch me on the track
On some sold snake sneak attack
Sweat
I got em wipe'n off eyebrow & fo'heads
I had a dream last night and God told me "My son Go head...do what's needed and kill these niggas till they mo'dead"
That's why I'm goin for the gusto
And also why I'm wavy on a hoe
Posted up...
Contrapposto
Runnin all blocks
IRA's & stocks, not even leavin a stipend
Put it in the air
It's blowin in the wind
Bitch I'm on a boat wit two sets of twins
I know muthafucka...
life just aint fair
But me and she remain best friends
By us I mean we
Not a girly, not the tree
But my money.

 

[J.E.T.S]

I'm coming....

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[2 ONE 3]

You coming but I'm already here
Reppin with the weapon my nigga watch where you steppin
Got snipers on the top tier

I'm so Alanzo on a hoe
"I run shit...you just live here"

Words hit nerves
Lick a shot
Watch a body drop
Peers wit real fears
I hit these herbs with verbal spears lightyears beyond and present
Pierce wit Nets...top speed hittin the jets
The homies in tinted Corvettes
Rollin wit more regrets than some of these so called vets

They call me Buss Driver cuz of how I take these niggas to school
Sunrise on the way to Sunset
Up 22 hours, aint slept yet, dippin in the carpool
She poppin that gato on the passanger side of my ride
Audi quarto A4
In the backseat lies 3 more
Headed to the pier on the westside rollin down the shore
Steppin up..Reppin up wit 2 rolled up & 2 cups from the door
These niggas got hate in their bones down to the core
Rotten from the inside...We laugh then ride as we hit the store
More drink for the pregame
Down for the night
Smash for the night
Leave & never call back wit no shame
Chitty ching ching
Don't got no bling, dont floss no ring, but pussy...
I boss up on this
Fully focused
Bourne eye'd when I scope'd it
Got another one in my sights
Only a matter of time b4 I hit

West

 

[J.E.T.S]

You coming but I'm already here
Reppin with the weapon my nigga watch where you steppin
Got snipers on the top tier

I'm so Alanzo on a hoe
"I run shit...you just live here"

Words hit nerves
Lick a shot
Watch a body drop
Peers wit real fears
I hit these herbs with verbal spears lightyears beyond and present
Pierce wit Nets...top speed hittin the jets
The homies in tinted Corvettes
Rollin wit more regrets than some of these so called vets

They call me Buss Driver cuz of how I take these niggas to school
Sunrise on the way to Sunset
Up 22 hours, aint slept yet, dippin in the carpool
She poppin that gato on the passanger side of my ride
Audi quarto A4
In the backseat lies 3 more
Headed to the pier on the westside rollin down the shore
Steppin up..Reppin up wit 2 rolled up & 2 cups from the door
These niggas got hate in their bones down to the core
Rotten from the inside...We laugh then ride as we hit the store
More drink for the pregame
Down for the night
Smash for the night
Leave & never call back wit no shame
Chitty ching ching
Don't got no bling, dont floss no ring, but pussy...
I boss up on this
Fully focused
Bourne eye'd when I scope'd it
Got another one in my sights
Only a matter of time b4 I hit

West

West ain't east and you don't want none of these
Lyrically inclined with the soul of da devil and heart of da South
Ludacris with my words of mouf
Indefinitely spitting flames insane
Just a plain damn fool wit da bars I tame
Practically the chief of rap tactical
Harrass yo hoe, run up, zero warning and kick down your doe
No warrant
I'm a stampeding hurd of bulls going over cranium like a ryhme sombrero
Jumping hurdles, one bar at a time
I might fuck around confuse you little peons
Scratching your head... something like Bill and Ted
I'm straight sending niggas back to where they come from
Damn son
I'm tighter than the average dread
Locked up nigga
Rock dealer
Just a little realer
I say fuck shame but mention name?
Well it's Chitty chitty bang bang..
Bye bye nigga
Shiid if you trill though I might ride withcha
Never get it twisted and rule me out from knocking your bopper
Exhibitionist, I'll mount up on da pussy outside
Straight grasshopper (hop her)
Belly flop her
She got wet fish and I flip her like Flipper
Knock a nigga dead in the mouf
Leave him whistling, praying for flipper
I ain't Hollywood just yet and still praying for change
In da corner store buying a dutch... Still paying wit change
Wavegrease Willington
Light one up







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[2 ONE 3]

Light up that young Backwood
Rolled fat
Rolled tight with about an ounce of that good

It's too easy
Just like Sunday morning...I'm breezy
In my zone, on top my throne, mind blown
Gettin dome
2K watch the replay...Lob City cp3 scorin 65
That's when I'm wheezy

Off that narcotic
Put down the cup & let's get the muthafuckin party stared
You can tell I'm the shit
Just look at the way I parked it
Not givin a fuck, never wit the jive and shuck
Faith overtake luck, I spit like a nigga who robs Joe's for their last buck
Heavy with the hits
I got words leavin imprints on solid ground
I come in like a thief in the night
Right inside your compound
Lace two in you without makin a sound
Now tell me that ain't as real as it gets
You wishin you was Bruce Wayne down in them pitts
I'm Dr. Strange on these hoes, leavin 'em with giggles & cold grits
Runnin stables in by the shifts
Puff them lips, slow wind them hips
Whole lotta taste...Lays Chips
Behold the gifts bestowed upon me
Jammin while I'm deep throat rammin ya mammy
Your bitch havin my child...
Named her Destiny

Say my name
Say my name



W.A.V.Y.

 

[J.E.T.S]

Say my name like Destiny is what your honey do when I give her "The best of me" like Mya do / She got a sweet tooth, begging to taste my honeydew / One hunnid dude / You know you can't trust these hoes / She swallowed my seed / You kiss her Casanova like busters do / Type to say let's work it out when you discover disease / Smoke your trees / Anticipating cuddle after supper /You niggas suckers / Illy spittin from my soul for real like candy rain / chest cold, no cover / I'm wheezing and sneezing this sick shit / Paranoid, not at ease feeling like these niggas tryna get me / tryna stick me / and knowing that your main squeeze will drop the dime, homie, the shit is truly sickening / Suppose to be through thick and thin, run with you till there's no tread / Even family exchange mouth with the feds like potato head / Police patrolling crime ridden blocks /
Where niggas serving #2s, no burger that's lead / pitching up rock / with a lawyers salary stuffed down in a tubesock / The block's hot...

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[2 ONE 3]

The block is hot
So I play my spot in the cut like the corner man
Them boys lick a shot
Fuck around & get dropped off in a coroner van
They smelled you comin
That loud pack...But now you bout to feel a niggas double impact
No Van Damme...No where to scram
I'm runnin yo shit like Nigerian email scams

Forreal bro
Breathe easy but die slow
Leave eyes open when we rearrange your torso
Bread to be thorough, It's that West yo
lil nigga say it wit ya chest or let it go
Whippin that shit, no subway...no borough
Got that dough, got yo hoe...Oh you brought ya peoples?

Fuck who you know

Take it there, but beware when I push the tempo
Red dot you like a pimple
Straight to the head...right to the temple
You niggas better get down or lay down
It's that simple

 

[J.E.T.S]

It's real simple to get popped like pimple / Save your thug innuendos /Clear intentions to blow your whole shits out like a cartridge for Nintendo / Yeah, General consensus , blow your brains out like Italian hair Guido / Your girl's a freak / she love it in the tub / Fist pumping the club / i.e fumbling my member / a nigga just be cold as December / straight shooting down expectations of the finer things / Your gymnast only dedication should be tumbling on my balance beam / Jets only bees about his CREAM honey / Georgia Tec engineered for sweet niggas targeting my dreams or money / they must've read the 1 of 1 book "death for dummies" / how'd they get that? / This rookie keep a barrel longer than bats / Black Louisville slugger with no kick back / I call that bitch ninja cause you didn't even see that / I'll Van Damme foot any nigga off the edge / That's my pledge / Laying down the law you can call me Judge Dredd / It's my pleasure to keep it one hunnid... to keep 300 / nah, this ain't Sparta but that's what umma scream as a hear a nigga plummet / Ambassador of this rap shit / Lift ya spirit like Shang Tsung / but somewhat of a boss like Shao Khan / See, My words be efficient / spoken by a nigga of wisdom / A service to aware thee to take heed of this aphorism / or I shalt leave a nigga head bleeding like a aneurysm

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[J.E.T.S]

I'm fired up now sir Dapper Dan Pomade Doo Rag IV

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[2 ONE 3]

Callin all cars
Nigggas ballin with raw bars
Jets aiming for the stars
Talkin 'bout leavin cats bloody wit aneurysms

I'm ten toes deep
Heavy in the street
My Ja be Rule'n 'em...This ain't no Murder Ink
Shine light through prisms..Floss'd out in designer cut denims
There's no foolin 'em...So don't push me
I'm on the brink & when I snap I just see black
React, don't think
On your bitch ass in a blink
This mouthpiece stays with the Heat
My sound is surround, steady fuckin up weak systems
Bow down son...Your style obsolete
This playin fields on a whole other level in which you can't compete
Line up 10 dimes, and watch you niggas come out wit flat-lines each time out
I stay running the rhyme route which is why 10 times I always beat
Skeet Skeet in ya front seat and I'm laughin
From bitches to tracks...I stay stabbin
Numb from hittin the switches
Shorty mad dumb if she think I'm catchin that shit she pitchin
I been told I'm trigger happy
It ain't my fault my shits not all kink'd up & nappy
These niggas got the index itchin
Who gon say shit? Who gon spray shit?
First name Kay...Now watch me slay shit
I got you Agent Smith niggas glitchin inside the Matrix
Can't understand how I move these lines, which stand the test of time
But the game needs me
I'm giving the fiends their fix

West

 

[2 ONE 3]

I'm fired up now sir Dapper Dan Pomade Doo Rag IV

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[largebillsonlyplease]

*grabs the mic*

Woke up/got dressed/look dope/ head out/ first impressions ever lasting/ sell out/ is what they call the dude that went to school to make a way/ though he give back more and more to the community day by day/ distract/ work hard/ focus/ daydream/ think back to life when it was simple at 18/ fast forward 10 of them/ accomplished young gentlemen/ tug of war with 3 worlds/ i need 3 stacks of adrenaline/ like benjamin/ andre/ gotta take care of family/ includes aunt's and uncles i barely see/ there ain't no other man but me/ lunch time/ eat something/ go back/ yawn/ knowing definitely his destiny is more than being a pawn/ which has been surpassed/ just tired of silly chicks with big asses/ thinking that gives you a pass when/ we can't even communicate/ im trying to build up a life/ and your response is to bend over and shake/ ok you got me this time/ but it won't happen again/ what's your goals or aspirations besides finding a good man/ what's your life outlooks/ could you survive without books/ let's pretend im blindfolded and you gotta win me without looks/ and glares/ and stares/ and smirks/ and winks/ let's pretend that you can loosen up and be yourself without a few drinks/ fuck what a few think/ it's gotta be you and i/ fuck what the group think/ us fuck the rest that's the bottom line/ leave work/ go home/ sit down/ think/you call he wuss out/ and say let's go get some drinks/

damn

 

[2 ONE 3]

"Take a load off & pull up a chair see
Imma tell you a tale about how it is & how it could be
It's cold out here on these BGOL streets
Niggas get ock'd everyday b
You'll be aight...Lets get some drinks
What they call you?"

Well some call me jimmy, some call me wavy
In the booth all bets are off
I exude confidence...Mike Jordan taunts
Spit Molotov 3-sixty-five all day
Hold the rock to this rap shit
Watch this...
No tick, no tock...Yet the appeal is all to real on my timepiece clock
Runnin CA like Hov & Prokhorov do BK
Gunnin for the top spot, creepin in your old slot
Before I stepped in you already lost
Conquer
It's what I do
Been that way since 85 nigga, ain't nothin new
Trials and tribulations add character...For you they weaken
I'm hot
Fire up the beacon...You might catch a glance when I peep in
Rough rugged with grit...Arise on top the pulpit, hit with that holy ghost
A word of advice, never play the quiet ones close
Watch where you speakin...My reach is long
Don't let a sack of that strong end up makin you toast
Got these sensitive thugs in need of hugs reachin out to pastors & deacons
I got God, not religion...Me and my loyal legions break bread for all seasons
Summer, Spring, Winter, and Fall
Impossible is only a big word tho those who think small

 

[J.E.T.S]

Callin all cars
Nigggas ballin with raw bars
Jets aiming for the stars
Talkin 'bout leavin cats bloody wit aneurysms

I'm ten toes deep
Heavy in the street
My Ja be Rule'n 'em...This ain't no Murder Ink
Shine light through prisms..Floss'd out in designer cut denims
There's no foolin 'em...So don't push me
I'm on the brink & when I snap I just see black
React, don't think
On your bitch ass in a blink
This mouthpiece stays with the Heat
My sound is surround, steady fuckin up weak systems
Bow down son...Your style obsolete
This playin fields on a whole other level in which you can't compete
Line up 10 dimes, and watch you niggas come out wit flat-lines each time out
I stay running the rhyme route which is why 10 times I always beat
Skeet Skeet in ya front seat and I'm laughin
From bitches to tracks...I stay stabbin
Numb from hittin the switches
Shorty mad dumb if she think I'm catchin that shit she pitchin
I been told I'm trigger happy
It ain't my fault my shits not all kink'd up & nappy
These niggas got the index itchin
Who gon say shit? Who gon spray shit?
First name Kay...Now watch me slay shit
I got you Agent Smith niggas glitchin inside the Matrix
Can't understand how I move these lines, which stand the test of time
But the game needs me
I'm giving the fiends their fix

West

I'm giving fiends their fix off potent rap verses / Curses! / Spreading more lyrical hazardous material / Mass conveying rappers by hearses / Digging up dirt for those who dare to spread that defamation personally / Coroner requests for family confirmation of identities with urgency / I murder and leave niggas to rot in their own feces / Front row of my victim funeral offering handkerchiefs during grievance / Just an ole hankering for death type negro / At least the mortuary did a good job with your comatose / Old folks be like, "looked like he was peacefully asleep" / Chief of police / Released official statements; no evidence, developments, or leads / Evening news headlines "Another cold case"... made your loved ones heart bleed / Now I'm consoling your widow over, well... "Another cold case" / I'm stressed, drinking like a fish, feeling slicker than centipede / Your hoe into me / I'm a cold blooded amphibian, Android type nigga... / You Ambien ass niggas lose sleep knowing you more irrelevant than Symbian

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[J.E.T.S]

Sometimes those who think small try to confuse you with big words / How intelligent of her the way she make those words curve / How attractive of her the way she rock natural curls / And those stilettos boo, got a nigga thinking adulterous / not to be too forward / but, I can't help but fantasize about coitus / Should I bang her and leave / Nah, I think I'm ready to give 18 / Skip the interruptus / Let's even skip the introduction / Ready to come together and create some conduction/ my convictions convinced me that you're the prototype / Until I saw your IG and discovered you're the photo type / Seeking validation / Now your professional has taken an extended vacation / I thought it was one way / Damn, I ignored the indications / Love has got me sick now I think I need some medication / Promiscuous girl claiming she should be vindicated of accusations of fornication / Yet the formula for whoredom started with a ounce of boredom / Marijuana and college dorm rooms / Stayed wet and naked and ain't talking from the bathroom / Even heard she gave shower head / Took sprays to the face / Too late for me though because she's due any day...

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[2 ONE 3]

It was the 3rd of May
A Saturday
A day forever on replay
Hear my heart hit the floor...I'm needing you now more than ever before
Never told anyone your secret, I told you I wouldn't
I swore

On my sleeve is where my heart was worn
Inside was so warm
Wet tide, slip & slide
All in for the ride is where there was no where to run
Nowhere to hide
You whisper my name in my ear
Broken english...but in that moment everything was so clear

Sealed it with a kiss
No pain, no fear
Do you remember this?
Reminisce of the passion, once everlasting
Times passing but I don't forget
How it used to go
How we used to flow
You rolled Maui in LA & you're from Tokyo
Flyest kicks out the dojo, size fo'
And she still fine
And she still mine
That's just how it go
Lessons learned
Worlds divided, worlds united, worlds turned
Welcome to the pros