[Verse 1: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the ******* the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
****** be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the **** is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this **** comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the **** is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that **** might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "**** I look great on it"
I do not **** with your new ****, my *****, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my ***** that trap out the bando
This for my ****** that call up Fernando to move a piano
**** all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Versace, Versace
Its killers, real ****** that's all in my posse (shooters!)
I'm getting so rich that they making up rumors that I'm illuminati (rich!)
Just me and my ****** we killin' these *******, go body for body (murders!)
These suckers be hating, they praying to God that I don't cop a Bugatti
Hold up, drop the top on the rari
Pull in the club and I'm stopping the party
Hold up, got ******* on *******
They poppin' on molly's I'm prolly at Follies with PeeWee and Tip
Of course i went with Lou
I did everything that I said I would do
I really won't tell you that I'm better than you
But we're not on the same level as you
Cause the G55 got a hell of a view
Regular ****** make regular moves
With ya regular ***** and ya regular crew
And you ***** still smokin on regular too? Like word?!
What a shame, my *****
Louboutin blood like Game, my *****
Get left tryna aim, my *****
Like Saddam Hussein, my *****
I'm whippin' this brand new machine
100 bands in my jeans
Call yo ***** Barry Sanders
She done ran through the team
I got hoes out the D
They playing on the team
Do anything for me
I mix that xan with the lean
Hold up, let me get it back
Versace, Versace
I'm gettin' this money, I'm stackin' my broccoli (racks!)
I'm running my city
You might gotta pay me if you land on my property (tax!)
I bought the boardwalk and I parked on the ave
****, my life's like monopoly
You caught a new case and you got outta jail
Boy, you look like a cop to me
(Get out of jail free card?)

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Aughh! Versace, Versace, I brought that **** back, all these ****** they copy
Medusa head on me I'm at the hotel, Versace Palazzo
I rented the yacht for a week, but I bought the convertible Lambo
Six mill for the mansion
I see haters coming I need some more ammo
These ****** gay that's Elmo
So much green I turned camo
Some hoover ****** on flannels
Light light you up no candle
Grip on that handle Yosemite Sam ya, that ***** bang like a banjo
Told my arms dealer no need for a box, I don't read the instructions, I throw out the manual (WOO!)
Versace, Versace, my brother king Trell he in a Ferrari
I don't look the same, my camera the same, I made too much money (WOO!)
Paul Pierce is my neighbor, I told him he should of went to the Clippers
I got some crazy ideas for Versace, get them and tell'em my number
Versace, auggh Picasso, Basquiat I'm cocky
23, 15 mill I'm just getting started
Pop water my water
I walk around on my wallet
I don't **** with Saddam but, that's gold all in my toilet
Statues of Horus, and the annubis is polished
I don't got to, rap about, coke for you to enjoy it
I'm bout' to join the money team, just holla' to Floyd about it
Versace, Versace, I'm taking my money to the Cayman islands (WOO!) Versace Auggh!!

[Outro: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas
the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas
murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry
when i'm sweeter than juice
bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced
when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof
tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes
crypt walking like that it's only talk
missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk
******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk
I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted
like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted
pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten
listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again
like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then
we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen
**** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin
exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive
to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride
ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx
i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty:
like i never was wanted runst follies
anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons:
all you still down with me when we ride it
looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys
my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me
i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs
they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark
knowing me marks the coming of the actual god
I am "unconditional heart"

The cops got called at one a.m
An she's sitting on the front step
Smokin a cigarette wearing sunglasses
Hello officer he's inside
In the bedroom sleepin
Let me see what's under them sunglasses
A ******* eye and her lip is bleedin pretty good
The cops run in stomping over and on Christmas presents
The kids are cryin Daddy, daddy!
Mommy what's goin on
Their comin to talk to daddy about him bein mad
Dad is a fighter though and takes the first cop
Right in the throat with a balled up fist
The second cop got him good with his nightstick
Straight to the gut
Daddy is layin there while the good beat him on the ribs
In chains they drag him out to the car
Cussin and yellin up a **** storm
Momma sittin there cryin her eyes out yellin
Baby I love you im sorry
I love you I'm sorry

Time is gone by
Things have called down
While the pigs are takin statements an ****
Right there in the trailer park I see that girl
Some construction workers daughter from west Virginia throws her glasses on the ground
And asks to talk to her lover
He cryin in the backseat
Locked up
she broke my heart when she cradled his bleeding head to her *******
Whisperin I love you baby
With all my heart
She kissed him on the lips
A good long kiss
A movie kiss
Tommorow is Christmas baby I'm gonna bail you out
No you won't baby
We got our rent to pay
There ain't never a passionate kiss in this trailer park
That don't end with both of em tastin blood
Christmas eve in Tennessee means broken teeth and ******
And cops givin out a whippin

Steady into the night:

Grippin but no set trippin,
Grippin but i aint whippin,
Limpin cuz its straight survival,
Graduated good but awaiting
My survival,
Arrival;
Poet of the nocturnal,
3rd degree burnin eternal,
Inferno fire of this life,
Made out the suffering
Now fighting for my life,
Strife on the daily,
Killin expectations thats why
They straight hate me,
Fate me, destiny on the bubble
Finding out life bringing
More struggle,
Trouble in deeper to the heart
Bringing out the gangster
And in the end Im back here at
The start.

look at this kid
named khalid tryna put in little bids
ya weight too small
you aint got enough *****
punch  ya in ya jaw
naw ya gotta permenant awe
muted ya maw
*******
how could this boy yosef slam
ya with the grammer
got ya vocals locked like a slamma
cocked the hammer
say ya prayers
here comes deaths anthem
so many couldnt phantom
my rhymes
i got got more styles
than the stylistics full of mystics
when ya hear my ****
emcees  go ballastic
bullets dumpin' in yo chest
lets be realistic
ya meet ya maker real quick
maggots devour ya body like triscuits
never been checked toe to toe
down from the gitty go
got you chopped up
like u in slow mo
htowns dont ya know
love them pretty hoes
cant stand ***** *** foes
keep snow white on my nose
got ya stiff n froze
like ya in a penitentiary pose
ya know what it is
how get around like tupac
or better birdie
stay above the rims
rock 90s fashions
a machete long tshirt overalls
and black timbs
i dont need to fight back
i go youngin to sick em
this lil kid named khalid
is a ******* child with ***** ****
and no dad
i keep fresh braid stocked by du rags
fool!! i could trade in my rhymes
in return it will
amount to about
the price of four jags

already three up on you
so what ya wanna do?
i got my gs thugs and damu
ridahs with me
dangerous i be you a newbie
wipe that sticky goey
off ya face i beat any case
turn tough guys into cherry pies
blow out ya head then nods
rollin' with tha trillest hogs
swing on swag jackers
like wade boggs
take a whiff of the smog
i can still through the fog
im iz God
none surpasin ask ya mama
im probably daddy???
rock her with a tko call me teddy
****** through emcees nightmares
like freddie
***** u sweet whoopi
on Eddie toasters steady ready
hold ya heart steady
i can hear ya beats jumpin
from all of ya adrenaline rushin'
u just a nut bush a ***** n diguise
i know yous trick
i see the string between ya thighs
period get it nothings followed
behind it like a sentence
thedots ends ****
like when my guns lite
get ya whole body
and soul split
makin death biz a number one
profit
in cash goes to my pockets
then ya mama i knock quick
pull out my snake from the pits
she loves me more than raymond
u just a botti man while i gotta audi man
18 inches of wheels hoppin in mud rubs
put wings on death cherubs
hit the curb to the get the scoup
we broke out the loot
transfered the boot
murdered body thrown in the trash chutes
dug out the evil roots
whippin' yo *** with a lash
of lyrics til it sparks fire
makin' galore soots

Human nature
Yea I remember was a young fool
Back In grade school
I was breaking all the rules
I wanted to be the next drug mule
And be like the homies the block
Packing a glock
Mean muggin the cops
My bigger homie had a top drop
He wAs all about his paper
Slangin them rocks
But I didn't see the price
Of the picture of his adventure
Fool got into some serious ****
Cuz of jealousy
Body lit like a Christmas tree
Struck the whole community
Never know who's ya real enemy
Is
Now he resting in peace
Much loveto the homie
Cuz it's human nature
Nature nature nature
Its hu hu hu man nature nature nature nature

Its human nature naw I don't hate ya
But since you was ***** I had to **** ya
You buztas is played out
I'm tryna get my cash lay out
Blueprints for my lil Prince
My son ain't growing soft **
So gotta make this bank roll
Keep it swole and watch these scandalous hoes and niggeros
As I contemplate eating milk and Oreos
This ain't no soap opera just a scenario
Reppin htown third ward
My barrio in the studio
With wattz whippin up dope instrumentals **** criminals
Baby we living the high life
Sticking the game
Without the need of a knife
Married to game but I got a side wife
As I heat up bread like a baker
Cuz it's human nature
Hu hu hu human nature nature nature nature nature

55 and very alive
my legs be a kickin

in the main in the game
my beatin heart still tickin

outta bed to clear my head
the pace of life jus quickens

open eyes can see the sky
another day I'm winnin

stuff to do, jus movin through
de pop of life is trippin

me be bop rocks in non-stop
dis musik track be flippin

last dime spent, I still be bent
a mash up life o whippin

been to school, so now its cool
into the grave to be slippin

Music Selection:
Bird and Diz,
Ko Ko


Oakland
1/29/11
jbm

So many thoughts firing shots to the dome.
None random. I've had these feelings all along.
Dealing with them all alone.
To you, another sad love song.
To me, they are the reasons why I am.
The one you claim to know but barely understand.
So halt in the judgement,
your kind so easily seems to pass
I'm 10 steps ahead of the petty
Traps laid for snakes in the grass.
I'm on that ***.
Whippin it around the curves
Unbothered by life swerves
Thinking you know what's best for me, you got the nerve.

There was a promised life
Given to a certain girl,
Down from the train,
A black girl named Jula.

    Who are you Jula?
    Jula knows her name.

Jula! Master plays his song,
(The voice of money)
- help around the house,
Help around the rooms,
Help for me Jula!

   Jula knows her name.

Jula was called to be whatever
Master needed,
To look to his desireous needs,
Jula just a girl.

Come Jula,
Take me away to better days,
Dance for me Jula!
(Voice of the Master)

    Jula bathes in a wooden
    Barrel, she got no shoes,
    Go Jula, serve like royalty,
    Go Jula, shine like my star!
    Sing for me Jula!

Jula knows her name:

  "They say that God knows all,
    So He knows Jula and made
    Her life like it is,
    This is Jula's destiny,
    God made it this way"
Now Master preaches.

  Jula knows her name,
  Who are YOU Jula?

Jula, mistress of the Master,
Put him to bed,
Naked she lay next to him,
Jula, she knows her name.

   Who are you Jula?
   You just a little girl,
   Where is your song?

The Master calls,
The Master's hands tired
From wielding the whip,
Come here Jula!
Come here Jula!
The slave girl stripped,
The slave girl *****,
Jula knows her name.

   Jula, where is my food?
   Master tired from the whippin',
    Master needs his food,
     Jula know her name.

Jula, who are you Jula?
Jula knows her name.

Never a surer grasp
With her it's all flow,
No pistol whippin'
Just steering wheel grippin'
Flying high
Looking at the world below,
Even if the end is nigh
Always say hello
Loosen the clasp
On time,
Though my path
Is straight and true
I'd deviate
From discourse
Just for you,
No reason or rhyme
Or logical math,
Where we gravitate
There's no need for roads
Just bring your own source
Of happiness to the plate,
At the door leave the hate
Come on in the ambiance is fine
Don't mind the hearts on the clothes line...

APAD16 - 001 © okpoet

|||| All 4 Nuthin | All 4 Sumthin ||||
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...
Verse 1: I'm comin in, bicycle kickin. Grippin n' spittin, like I'm pistol whippin! Don't start trippin! I was always sinnin! Spin-kick this **** like Lui-Kang! Grew up on it like Wu-Tang! Though I must admit I *******! This thang will change ya brain come back like a boomerang! Like Three-Six I was where tha killaz hang,slang, take change, BANG BANG! Spill ya brains! Now here we go let's follow, deep in the hearts of Chicago! Hollows []! Datz what they'll make you swallow! Deep in Humboldt Park, in the dark are the sharks! Pistols spark, 5-0 dunno where ta start! Ain't no love up in their heartz! Morbid Art! But Love is what they want, Up in the "Twilight Zone"! A place I called my home! What I spread all alone! On my own! Up in tha crowd not very loud nor very proud!Seperate the clouds allowed now one with the Tao (Dao)! Gangz fight fa the light n' don't even see it in their sights! Test your mights! What's left is really right! Within darkness is really light! That's why we have all the stars!That is what we are!By far just avatars ridin round' in hoopty cars! When it's all said n' done the whole universe is already ONE!Love in the Sun Hate in the gun! You can stay or you can run... Choice is your's this verse is done!
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...
Verse 2: Though I keep presentin', what I'm represtin! Used to be resentin', There's truth in sentencin! In my defense I'm fencin' in! All y'allz muh ****** residence! Check out all the muh ****** evidence! Every word is relevant! Guess again! Sill a Maniac Latin Disciple wit out da automatic rifle! Love in my heart comes to stifle! Yada-Yada! thinkin ya gangsta wit all that product! Nada-Nada! Gotta-Gotta! Leave with alotta-alotta! Super essential extential why I oughtta oughtta! Man Slaughta Slaughta! Slap clap my vocal cords, my best friends are Mickey Cobraz and Vice Lordz! N' what's more? Turn no ****** away from muh door! I stand on muh 6six6!Tho on one point True Love it depicts! Spit muh lit-**** hit tha bricks! Stayin real to this ****! Though all these otha ****** quit! True Love is real always be legit! That's why I've come to re-write the script! Go ahead n' take hit! It's okay, I'll be on my way! but just for today this what i want to say! Tho you think it's nuthin it's a really meant fa sumthin! Tho you might try ta conceal, recogonize how you truly feel! Real life real recognizes REAL! No not that ***** Bo Deal! See past you lies n' I promise ya heart will reveal! HEAL! Use Love as your shield! God as your sword that's what you wield! Go ahead and take these words if you wanna steal! **** the hate in this world with no ****! Twist ya mind ta the truth like a rubics cube! Spread it viral like sum **** on youtube! Stay True to You! Do whatcha do n' no matter whatcha do do it the way you wanna do it! You don't even have to listen to me cuz...
Chorus
Though ya may think it's all for nuthin,
it is really all fa sumthin...
programmed ta be a chicken dumplin...
Your whole world keeps on crumplin!
Drunk n stumblin...
But inside True Love keeps on grumblin...

I remember with you whippin it in the kitchen,
even though we wern't together it was you I was missin,
It should have been me you was kissin,
ah man... who the **** was I kiddin.

You told me he never treated you right,
that every night you guys would fight,
I hated high school, you were the light.

It didn't matter how hard I tried I was underage,
I knew tho that we would meet someday,
I was a ***, you was a doe, who needed a buck,
He had a truck, lookin at me like what the ****.

Now its my time, so bring on the shine, don't like me thats fine,
You da one who lost the rock, you should have stopped, realized whats at stake,
well thats your mistake, I'll show her your fake,
You tryin to be a man, but im the best they make.
So let me tell you somethin, pretty little miss,
Stop wasting your time with that fool, you have someone better to kiss,
Someone better to hold, Come to me you won't be cold,
I wrote you a poem, that ******* jus got told.

ah.
its been a minute
been around the block with my train ticket
travelin wicked fast with it in my hand missin all the scenery but bland cause it
not much
train dont stop for no **** but its your choice to go sit
to stay put and know this that you can jump ship
itll
keep you in hold you down whisk you away
make you forget why you just woke up today
just chuggin along takin its time but speeding for fun
got you rugged but calm, just restin in some methodical thoughts it could sweep you in routines hypnotic youll not
remember the windows again hear yourself in your head but instead coast through life leaving living on read
you gotta
open the door
lean out feel the wind but keep it open for sure
the grounds whippin by but youll be just fine one step more tuck n roll,
breathe.