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I could speak all day on how I have faith Yet Truth is, I don’t have faith I would like to believe I trust myself Yet I barely put an ounce of love on that shelf I don’t have faith that the right person will come and take my love Because I am scared I am scared that if I gave into anyone That if I even trusted my love with you That it’s just going to hurt that much worse when I let you go I’ll have that much less faith in myself the next time I even try to love I’m scared that you’ll say all these nice words to me And possibly mean them But I won’t trust myself And blow the only chance I had at loving you I’m scared that if you saw who I really am you’d leave And want nothing to do with me And in all honesty I really couldn’t blame you Yet I could blame myself. I could have faith that all my friends right now are loyal That they would never talk about me behind my back I could trust them with anything I wouldn’t even be ashamed Yet I have been played And most of yall just sit there and smile in my face It’s like getting on a plane ride And trusting in the pilot to fly me safely But then the rumors come like birds flying into the engine Then down goes the plane Because there is the same flock of birds flying back my way Why won’t they just stay in their cage? Don’t any of you realize You’ve made me this way Do it again lie to my face you’ll be another bird ruining my plane The true friends are the pilots Trying to guide me out of the bird’s way Yet instead they get brought down with me My real ones don’t deserve this I’m the one who need to take the blame I have a couple of parachutes Hopefully they’ll escape while they can I’ll stay though because the day this plane finally crashes I hope those little birds will finally realize their damage So much for flying this plane to heaven I could have faith in myself But I am not going to lie to you because I need you to have faith in me I have been hurt The kind where you stay up at night Wondering what you did to deserve this What is your purpose Do I even belong here Does anyone see my tears I loved and I trusted And that just got me here Questioning everything Everyone I know I am hard of hearing But it seems like I’m not the only one who can’t hear Or do you choose not to listen? These are the same people I’m supposed to have trust in? Have love for Tell them everything every little sore If you could see my heart You’d ask What’s that little clump on the floor? Where’s yalls heart at I don’t see them anymore All I hear is she’s this or he’s that All this makes me mad Why can’t we just love each other Is that so bad? Is it so bad to accept each other No matter gay, straight, bi, or trans No matter the color of skin Not matter what music they listen to Or if they fit in with a trend Can’t we all realize Everyone needs a friend Everyone needs to spend Just a little more time seeing who I am Who you are Who he is Who she is Who we all are Because that is what we need To be able to have faith in each other.
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Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
I Dare You To Have Faith
I could speak all day on how I have faith Yet Truth is, I don’t have faith I would like to believe I trust myself Yet I barely put an ounce of love on that shelf I don’t have faith that the right person will come and take my love Because I am scared I am scared that if I gave into anyone That if I even trusted my love with you That it’s just going to hurt that much worse when I let you go I’ll have that much less faith in myself the next time I even try to love I’m scared that you’ll say all these nice words to me And possibly mean them But I won’t trust myself And blow the only chance I had at loving you I’m scared that if you saw who I really am you’d leave And want nothing to do with me And in all honesty I really couldn’t blame you Yet I could blame myself. I could have faith that all my friends right now are loyal That they would never talk about me behind my back I could trust them with anything I wouldn’t even be ashamed Yet I have been played And most of yall just sit there and smile in my face It’s like getting on a plane ride And trusting in the pilot to fly me safely But then the rumors come like birds flying into the engine Then down goes the plane Because there is the same flock of birds flying back my way Why won’t they just stay in their cage? Don’t any of you realize You’ve made me this way Do it again lie to my face you’ll be another bird ruining my plane The true friends are the pilots Trying to guide me out of the bird’s way Yet instead they get brought down with me My real ones don’t deserve this I’m the one who need to take the blame I have a couple of parachutes Hopefully they’ll escape while they can I’ll stay though because the day this plane finally crashes I hope those little birds will finally realize their damage So much for flying this plane to heaven I could have faith in myself But I am not going to lie to you because I need you to have faith in me I have been hurt The kind where you stay up at night Wondering what you did to deserve this What is your purpose Do I even belong here Does anyone see my tears I loved and I trusted And that just got me here Questioning everything Everyone I know I am hard of hearing But it seems like I’m not the only one who can’t hear Or do you choose not to listen? These are the same people I’m supposed to have trust in? Have love for Tell them everything every little sore If you could see my heart You’d ask What’s that little clump on the floor? Where’s yalls heart at I don’t see them anymore All I hear is she’s this or he’s that All this makes me mad Why can’t we just love each other Is that so bad? Is it so bad to accept each other No matter gay, straight, bi, or trans No matter the color of skin Not matter what music they listen to Or if they fit in with a trend Can’t we all realize Everyone needs a friend Everyone needs to spend Just a little more time seeing who I am Who you are Who he is Who she is Who we all are Because that is what we need To be able to have faith in each other.
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No such thing as friends..blood brothers stick close..whether truth or fable Cain killed Able..it happened on a farm..niggas jealous over fruits for table..reverse the grave to a cradle..yet the ****** gave birth in a stable..don't watch nothing like cable..life is sweet like a girl sippin syrup maple..gum beating ****** in the street with beef never signed a label..maybe one day there'll be peace God willing as He is able..else we see defeat at the feet of babel..learn to connect with each other..y yall tink we gat navel...its a link..get online and get over yourself..humility servitude and humbleness..yet only amongst brothers can i feel this bliss..sticking with blood rejecting the Judas kiss..cause a ***** been cross ever since ever since a ***** been criss..if u know what im talking bout u be like this.... uhh huh uhh huh
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Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 7:16 AM UTC
Cause u a Nigga...One World!lol
Im successful head on my shoulders straight I have my full portion love family job and money on my plate Im the type to smile every time you see me But i keep running into angry birds on the street Im happy can have any girl i want Im flawless what you see is what you get no need to stunt I can be whateva a ***** need and i guess they see And thats y you angry birds keep pecking at me Gossiping throwing dirt on my name Saying im not **** added by wanna be truths yall claim Snatching my nerves one by one Boiling my blood some one give me a gun Im bout to go on a hunt for these angry *** birds Naw not the game im not throwing you ******* at pigs I dont need you hoes to get to the next level ***** please But im about to toss you hoes straight rag you in the streets Im feeling bad for you birds so every now and then i throw yall bread And in return you hoes ******** on my head **** these angry birds Tryna hatch hate on my life Jealous cuz im a dove and they pigeons thats not right For all my successful ladies who is a go getta for hers When these ******* try to dog you, and pull you down just say i feel bad for these angry birds Hahahahahahaha
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Oct 21, 2011
Oct 21, 2011 at 10:27 PM UTC
angry birds...
I thought y'all said no bullying ! So why would these words seem to excite, they banned Farrakhan from social media then passed the mic to Trump, how bout that first Amendment Right. I thought y'all said no bullying ! But it's like we never heard it, police **** blacks on purpose all of the time, then come out with a not guilty verdict. I thought y'all said no bullying ! But you lie at what you say, people are losing their jobs in droves around this country, because they don't believe in being gay. I thought y'all said no bullying ! So when it comes to a rule they bend it, all guns **** but Biden wants to ban the AR-15, ain't that infringement on the second Amendment. I thought y'all said no bullying ! These distractions are getting out of hand, why does my son have to see a grown man dressed up like a woman in the public, when I'm in the process of teaching my son how to be a man!!!!! I THOUGHT Y'ALL SAID NO BULLYING!!!!!!
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Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 5:42 AM UTC
I THOUGHT YALL SAID NO BULLYING!!!
The sky wept the sky wept the sky wept the sky wept while I leapt, while I leapt, well I leapt thru fire. Gasp sigh perspire. give me your tired huddled and heavy laden that loud light holds us up high in his left hand and will be ********* man. we'll be ********* man. Harvest moon incited madness granjero in a gas mask destined to manifest the liberation front. watch me kiss the sun. thirtytwo one, I am done. canvas demon, lower the lights &arise.; like who wouldn't wanna kiss the sky... Miss 'My,my,my' meet Major fleet week now yall dance and drink each other's blood doesn't that sound like fun isn't it so sweet wonder some praise the priest ***** mothers ******* sons, my lachrymose lack of passion weighs a **** fantastic ton, I wish someone would come & divvy me a dole of fresh faced inspiration and vintage faded soul... I am mobile homosapien. I am not your friend simply a lazy ally, I reside in the unfunny pages. Dated and bathed in flame, given back to the air where I came from. humdrum funk, under the ugly sun feelin lovely in the slums. Undone undone
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
Venus in the Sky.
I was called a troll today, I really don't know if I deserved it. I comment and like but now I feel like **** She said I'm sure you never thought I would leave your comment up. I'm doing so , so that every body can see you this far the *** WIPE YOU REALLY ARE. So sorry they didn't nominate your *** for the Grand WIZARD BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME ***** go crawl like a lizard. Sorry for this old troll who pay me a visit, I know some of yall saw him...Lord Have Mercy... Go to the activity room in the nursing home somewhere in Jersey. Play BINGO OR SOMETHING don't know what gramps problem was I think they did it to make you think it is someone you don't know. Stupid *** people need a real woman I just do not reply back. Trolls can make themselves any age any *** I am blessed not to be sick and homeless. if they really want views all they have to do is ask will I help out and share their vid...I will do just that! depends on what they're talking about....Just dont try to combat. My guess is Trolls are people looking for views and are bighearted next time you should think before you sound ********
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 3:32 AM UTC
I was called a Troll today.
(Smoking on that drill*2)..., Yeah ***** that kill2)..(Smoking on that drill3)..Yeah..(nigga that kill2)..I stay smoking on (that kill2)..Yeah..I stay smoking on (that drill2)..Aye nigga..(that kill2)..(Aye Im smoking on that drill*3)..Yeah ***** (that kill*3)..Uhh.. I ain't popping no pills , I ain't snorting nothing man, I ain't injecting myself, Im just rolling no mollies, I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill*3)..nigga.. I'm getting straight to the business my ***** what's the deal, Uhh,Yeah, what's the deal with all of these buster ***** *** made fakes that's in the rap game mane, yall giving them **** ****** praises , that ain't Gods, they Satan peasants, Uhh.. I only give praises to the Heavenly Father & Jesus Christ , you should too, homie, I'm just giving out good advice, don't Idolize me my ***** I'm not a God, even thou I'm fly, even tho I ryhme so nice, dude you can be fly too, you gotta have confidence within you, look up to yourself my ***** you gotta encourage yourself, when nobody else isn't.. Uhh, Aye I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill3)..So what man, Yeah mane,I'm smoking on that drill..(it helps me2)..be a better me, it medicates all my pain , it helps me meditate all of my depression away..So why the freak they got it illegalized for mane..Aye The government is so evil homie, they the Occult , they so Satanic mane..The government been tryna destroy my reputation.. I know they after me,Yeah mane..They after me homie, wanna take my life away, Yeah they wanna put me 6 feet under with a closed casket service, mane, because all I rymhe about is the truth homie, Aye I ain't running ..noo..I won't stop tho, no I won't dawg, if death do comes then, Imma fight death all the way back where it camed from, They can throw me how much money they want to, but I won't take it,noo My soul is worth more than gold, All I need is Jesus, he saved you & me from ever being defeated, so he's the only Idol to me man..Aye.. (I stay smoking on that drill Yeah2)..(I stay smoking on that kill,Yeah2)..(smoking on that drill2)..nigga Yeah (that kill3)..(Uhh2)..(Yeah2)..my ***** this ain't no gangster music & I ain't no gangster Imma King Imma real ***** & , Imma Rebel too mane,..Ayo, I bet I could rap some **** that every hood ***** will blast & feel tho homie..Aye..I ain't no **** either, but I'm thugging against America..Fuck em Uhh.. I'm so g, my ***** I'm me Yeah ***** , I'm who I always wanted to be my nigga..so **** what a doubter & a hater gone think about this one...because ***** I rise3)..(nigga I strive3)..Yeah ***** (I rise2)..(nigga I strive2)..(nigga I ride*2)..for OFTR only & my ***** (thats Fo life3)..Yeah..(nigga I rise3)..(nigga I strive3)..nigga I rise..(nigga I fly2)..(nigga I rise2)..(nigga I strive2)..nigga I rise ***** I fly Aye.. (Smoking on that drill*2)..Yeah ***** that kill*2)..Yeah nigga..I stay smoking on that **** Yeah I stay smoking on that kill..nigga I'm (smoking on that drill3)..(nigga that kill2).. Aye ***** /(I strive 2)..(I rise2)..(I fly2)../3 Smoking on that drill,.. (Yeah ***** that kill..that kill..Uhh*3)
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
Ston Poet - Drill
(Smoking on that drill*2)..., Yeah ***** that kill2)..(Smoking on that drill3)..Yeah..(nigga that kill2)..I stay smoking on (that kill2)..Yeah..I stay smoking on (that drill2)..Aye nigga..(that kill2)..(Aye Im smoking on that drill*3)..Yeah ***** (that kill*3)..Uhh.. I ain't popping no pills , I ain't snorting nothing man, I ain't injecting myself, Im just rolling no mollies, I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill*3)..nigga.. I'm getting straight to the business my ***** what's the deal, Uhh,Yeah, what's the deal with all of these buster ***** *** made fakes that's in the rap game mane, yall giving them **** ****** praises , that ain't Gods, they Satan peasants, Uhh.. I only give praises to the Heavenly Father & Jesus Christ , you should too, homie, I'm just giving out good advice, don't Idolize me my ***** I'm not a God, even thou I'm fly, even tho I ryhme so nice, dude you can be fly too, you gotta have confidence within you, look up to yourself my ***** you gotta encourage yourself, when nobody else isn't.. Uhh, Aye I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill3)..So what man, Yeah mane,I'm smoking on that drill..(it helps me2)..be a better me, it medicates all my pain , it helps me meditate all of my depression away..So why the freak they got it illegalized for mane..Aye The government is so evil homie, they the Occult , they so Satanic mane..The government been tryna destroy my reputation.. I know they after me,Yeah mane..They after me homie, wanna take my life away, Yeah they wanna put me 6 feet under with a closed casket service, mane, because all I rymhe about is the truth homie, Aye I ain't running ..noo..I won't stop tho, no I won't dawg, if death do comes then, Imma fight death all the way back where it camed from, They can throw me how much money they want to, but I won't take it,noo My soul is worth more than gold, All I need is Jesus, he saved you & me from ever being defeated, so he's the only Idol to me man..Aye.. (I stay smoking on that drill Yeah2)..(I stay smoking on that kill,Yeah2)..(smoking on that drill2)..nigga Yeah (that kill3)..(Uhh2)..(Yeah2)..my ***** this ain't no gangster music & I ain't no gangster Imma King Imma real ***** & , Imma Rebel too mane,..Ayo, I bet I could rap some **** that every hood ***** will blast & feel tho homie..Aye..I ain't no **** either, but I'm thugging against America..Fuck em Uhh.. I'm so g, my ***** I'm me Yeah ***** , I'm who I always wanted to be my nigga..so **** what a doubter & a hater gone think about this one...because ***** I rise3)..(nigga I strive3)..Yeah ***** (I rise2)..(nigga I strive2)..(nigga I ride*2)..for OFTR only & my ***** (thats Fo life3)..Yeah..(nigga I rise3)..(nigga I strive3)..nigga I rise..(nigga I fly2)..(nigga I rise2)..(nigga I strive2)..nigga I rise ***** I fly Aye.. (Smoking on that drill*2)..Yeah ***** that kill*2)..Yeah nigga..I stay smoking on that **** Yeah I stay smoking on that kill..nigga I'm (smoking on that drill3)..(nigga that kill2).. Aye ***** /(I strive 2)..(I rise2)..(I fly2)../3 Smoking on that drill,.. (Yeah ***** that kill..that kill..Uhh*3)
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Prince Eric goes to school, He has curly hair, Buys cheap cars & sells them, He's rich. You're not trying to, You wired maniac, I was trying, Yall are anoyying
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
Haha my siblings
Born heavy as adorned many: objectivity lifts ready existance carried more steady with the fist than a switchblade as to fist crave: yall just manisfest id shame when you spit back like all my family here to spit crack bone in been gripped back when at grown taught to **** Macks; I'm the R to the Mack Marck M heavy to my fam born carried since Nas dropped the bomb that Eminem levied in so to spit back, like ghost spittin the **** shittin at all emcees here to spit back: only time you'd get a note outta me relative is when i'm posing for death: like tupac menacing his pelvis still for the ****** levy in neglection in pics wack; i spit bone quick when it comes to being notorious in a jacuzzi playing sega and super nintendo **** be in disrespect to ever understand that i don't spit thick back. i flow sick that before i flow spit that between to post **** I pose **** to even to boast fits forgotten what the Ohmegaus finds the rest as undereducated life in being in the sun. Ghost spittin future written past to see all the conjugatives relative like ****** games on the run: games on the fun like extension big sides as big sizes like chasing dreams again straight to the the sun is what we've become. unfinished... this ain't motherfucken games, and you know id through wish-epic
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Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Heavy Manisfest Proof
I'm just smoking my **** & (spitting facts*2)..nigga.. Aye..(Smoking **** & spitting facts*2..) /I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)../2 Smoking **** & spitting facts.. /Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 I stay (smoking **** *2) & spitting facts /*2.. Spitting facts.. That's what I stay doing man,Yeah Aye....just (Smoking **** & Spitting Facts*2)..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2)....& smoking **** up..Yeah man The real is back , we been here, we never left, we just evolve man, evolve yeah to bring death to all the fake rappers, Yeah ***** I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2)..Ayo, I'm on my gangsta **** Ayo I need me a platinum grill, what up DJ Drama. We need to collab, & do a mixtape real quick..,Aye I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts..,*2)..Aye I don't want no drama or any problems homie, I just want to get my cheddar, I roll alot of marijuana Yeah so what man, but I also tell the people what's real Yeah man.. I'm bout to get so many **** bands, so much that I gotta throw some to the fam, Aye.shit, I might throw some to the fans,..Aye man, I'm bout to cause so many problems ***** like Ol ***** Bastard,Aye..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts*3)..Yeah man..,my ***** turn on the fan, its so much **** smoke up in the air that I'm starting to lose breath, Yeah I smoke awesome,.. I smoke on that dope, that choke,Yeah ***** that potent..while I'm rhyming to improve society not impress it.. Yeah I'm smoking **** & spitting game to the youth man..Let's get it..Aye.. Aye..(Smoking **** & spitting facts*2..) /I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)../2 Smoking **** & spitting facts.. /Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 I stay (smoking **** *2) & spitting facts /*2.. Spitting facts.. That's what I stay doing man,Yeah Aye....just (Smoking **** & Spitting Facts*2)..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2) & smoking **** up....Yeah man Mufuck a opinion, when all I rap about is the truth my nigga,..I be spitting facts, so Talk yo **** be a critic man, Imma be a hustling young ***** Yeah a hard worker, a go getta, a goal digger, A dream chaser..Yeah, I be spitting facts while these other rappers be spooning each other..Sodom and Gomorrah type **** ..they fooling the people, but yall dumb ***** don't wanna listen to what's real,..so be it..Imma still rhyme this same way..I know I can Spark the mind up of a future revolutionary leader mane..Yeah....Aye I'm (Smoking **** & spitting facts.. Spitting facts, Aye*3) I'm the best MC in Atlanta since Outcast,.. Yeah the biggest fish, so if the industry trys to hook me, Imma drown their ship..I'm a Outcast of this world no fallen angel..Im my favoritest artist , Young Ston he be going so **** hard, Yo he be (spitting facts*2)..Aye, I'm smoking on a doop, 2 in 1 dawg, King size cone, while I'm writing scriptures..Aye..Yeah..Uhh (I'm smoking **** & spitting facts*2) Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 Uhh,..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts*2).. Yeah (spitting facts*2) I'm just smoking my **** & (spitting facts*2)..nigga
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:29 PM UTC
Ston Poet - Facts
I'm just smoking my **** & (spitting facts*2)..nigga.. Aye..(Smoking **** & spitting facts*2..) /I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)../2 Smoking **** & spitting facts.. /Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 I stay (smoking **** *2) & spitting facts /*2.. Spitting facts.. That's what I stay doing man,Yeah Aye....just (Smoking **** & Spitting Facts*2)..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2)....& smoking **** up..Yeah man The real is back , we been here, we never left, we just evolve man, evolve yeah to bring death to all the fake rappers, Yeah ***** I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2)..Ayo, I'm on my gangsta **** Ayo I need me a platinum grill, what up DJ Drama. We need to collab, & do a mixtape real quick..,Aye I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts..,*2)..Aye I don't want no drama or any problems homie, I just want to get my cheddar, I roll alot of marijuana Yeah so what man, but I also tell the people what's real Yeah man.. I'm bout to get so many **** bands, so much that I gotta throw some to the fam, Aye.shit, I might throw some to the fans,..Aye man, I'm bout to cause so many problems ***** like Ol ***** Bastard,Aye..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts*3)..Yeah man..,my ***** turn on the fan, its so much **** smoke up in the air that I'm starting to lose breath, Yeah I smoke awesome,.. I smoke on that dope, that choke,Yeah ***** that potent..while I'm rhyming to improve society not impress it.. Yeah I'm smoking **** & spitting game to the youth man..Let's get it..Aye.. Aye..(Smoking **** & spitting facts*2..) /I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)../2 Smoking **** & spitting facts.. /Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 I stay (smoking **** *2) & spitting facts /*2.. Spitting facts.. That's what I stay doing man,Yeah Aye....just (Smoking **** & Spitting Facts*2)..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts2)..(Spitting facts2) & smoking **** up....Yeah man Mufuck a opinion, when all I rap about is the truth my nigga,..I be spitting facts, so Talk yo **** be a critic man, Imma be a hustling young ***** Yeah a hard worker, a go getta, a goal digger, A dream chaser..Yeah, I be spitting facts while these other rappers be spooning each other..Sodom and Gomorrah type **** ..they fooling the people, but yall dumb ***** don't wanna listen to what's real,..so be it..Imma still rhyme this same way..I know I can Spark the mind up of a future revolutionary leader mane..Yeah....Aye I'm (Smoking **** & spitting facts.. Spitting facts, Aye*3) I'm the best MC in Atlanta since Outcast,.. Yeah the biggest fish, so if the industry trys to hook me, Imma drown their ship..I'm a Outcast of this world no fallen angel..Im my favoritest artist , Young Ston he be going so **** hard, Yo he be (spitting facts*2)..Aye, I'm smoking on a doop, 2 in 1 dawg, King size cone, while I'm writing scriptures..Aye..Yeah..Uhh (I'm smoking **** & spitting facts*2) Smoking weed*3 & Spitting Facts*3 Uhh,..I stay (smoking **** & spitting facts*2).. Yeah (spitting facts*2) I'm just smoking my **** & (spitting facts*2)..nigga
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Stupid ugly acting peoplewant me to do everything for them heres what I have to say Shut up and let me be All of yall need to flee Talk and talk and talk all day long shut up and go away Im Not rachet or ***** And yes im nerdy gerdy I dont care what you've gt to say Shut up and go away
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Sep 29, 2011
Sep 29, 2011 at 6:01 PM UTC
SHUT UP!
Laughs and screams, Smiles and tears A newly found love, And "the boy I was gonna marry heartbreak". You yell at your parents, Hit your little brother, And for what? Because your mad at some high school boy, Who couldn't keep it in his pants? You should be yelling at him... But ohh no... You could never do that. "It was a mistake." He says, "I love you, and I promise I'll never, Ever, ever, ever do it again." And then tops it off with a dazzling smile, And runs his fingers through your hair, Kisses your cheek, And says, "I gotta run, love ya babe." Yeah... He's gotta run... Run to your bestfriends house, Because he's bangin' her tonight. Liar. Ooops... He did it again. It was an accident.. Again. But you forgive him, Because you love him, And he "loves" you. You throw your friend to the side and proclaim, "Its all her fault!" But then one night when yall are hanging out, He goes to the bathroom, And leaves his phone sitting on the bed. BUUUZZZZ New text message, From some girl named Brittany? "Who the hell is Brittany?" Not thinking, You open the text. It says, "We gotta talk, now." "Why is this chick wanting to talk to MY man?", You think to yourself. "What's going on." "It broke..." "What broke?" "The ****** you idiot." "What do you mean?" "I'm pregnant." There it is. He did it once again, And ******* up big time. Can you forgive him? There's physical, Living, Evidence this time. You do what any rational teenage girl would do... You throw a tantrum, Scream "I hate you.", And run home to daddy. You tell daddy... Daddys mad. He runs out of the house, Gets in the truck, And races down the road, Without a word. You go up to your room, Because what else can you do? You go to your desk, And see your drawings, A beautiful art, Thats always been your outlet. But hows it gonna work for you this time? What are you gonna do? Draw him on top of the name Brittany, With his **** in the middle of the A? You sling everything off your desk. The pencil sharpener hits the wall, And breaks, Leaving the metal blades exposed. You pick it up, And begin to draw. But this time, There isnt any pencils, And there isnt any paper, Just metal and skin. You hack away at your teenage soul, Going through your "emo" phase, Wanting to feel normal, And trying to make a time machine, With your blood as the key, To get rid of all the hurt he had caused. "How did you handle the pain of all that?" People at school ask when the word gets around. "Drawing is my outlet." You say, And then walk away, Pulling down your sleeves, So your broken teenage soul is encased in last years sweater. A teenage soul. At 13, So alive, So new. By 18, Its dead.
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
A Teenage Soul
Laughs and screams, Smiles and tears A newly found love, And "the boy I was gonna marry heartbreak". You yell at your parents, Hit your little brother, And for what? Because your mad at some high school boy, Who couldn't keep it in his pants? You should be yelling at him... But ohh no... You could never do that. "It was a mistake." He says, "I love you, and I promise I'll never, Ever, ever, ever do it again." And then tops it off with a dazzling smile, And runs his fingers through your hair, Kisses your cheek, And says, "I gotta run, love ya babe." Yeah... He's gotta run... Run to your bestfriends house, Because he's bangin' her tonight. Liar. Ooops... He did it again. It was an accident.. Again. But you forgive him, Because you love him, And he "loves" you. You throw your friend to the side and proclaim, "Its all her fault!" But then one night when yall are hanging out, He goes to the bathroom, And leaves his phone sitting on the bed. BUUUZZZZ New text message, From some girl named Brittany? "Who the hell is Brittany?" Not thinking, You open the text. It says, "We gotta talk, now." "Why is this chick wanting to talk to MY man?", You think to yourself. "What's going on." "It broke..." "What broke?" "The ****** you idiot." "What do you mean?" "I'm pregnant." There it is. He did it once again, And ******* up big time. Can you forgive him? There's physical, Living, Evidence this time. You do what any rational teenage girl would do... You throw a tantrum, Scream "I hate you.", And run home to daddy. You tell daddy... Daddys mad. He runs out of the house, Gets in the truck, And races down the road, Without a word. You go up to your room, Because what else can you do? You go to your desk, And see your drawings, A beautiful art, Thats always been your outlet. But hows it gonna work for you this time? What are you gonna do? Draw him on top of the name Brittany, With his **** in the middle of the A? You sling everything off your desk. The pencil sharpener hits the wall, And breaks, Leaving the metal blades exposed. You pick it up, And begin to draw. But this time, There isnt any pencils, And there isnt any paper, Just metal and skin. You hack away at your teenage soul, Going through your "emo" phase, Wanting to feel normal, And trying to make a time machine, With your blood as the key, To get rid of all the hurt he had caused. "How did you handle the pain of all that?" People at school ask when the word gets around. "Drawing is my outlet." You say, And then walk away, Pulling down your sleeves, So your broken teenage soul is encased in last years sweater. A teenage soul. At 13, So alive, So new. By 18, Its dead.
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B-E-N-J-I Come on you're way outta line Hey, Hey Say Hey Out on the foreshore Looking for some more Y'all Come on you ***** Get out on the dance floor Call for some more Y'all Take me to the mall Thinking bout you walking down the hall For sure Hey give me that Picking up that shat Put it under the mat Ha...Ha, **** That! I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to Playing it single Looking for some insults Running from my result Of being an adult Just wanna let you know I think ya mums a *** Oh, oh **** ya wanna blow I'll show you where to go There he is now you know Ya ******* wanna throw a punch But I'll eat ya for ma lunch Come on bring me down And I'll take you downtown Oh No what the **** you know Ya know nothing and that's how it goes Whoa, whoa! Back up the chorus It's not all for us It's all for one But I'm not done yall I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to They call me Benny Just got change from a twenty Y'all know so many Wanna get me But now you see They all wanna leave Because I ain't all that great But still, they wait Another rhyme on my hands But I can't defend Every man on this God Forsaken Land Show Me Where I can put ma hands On ya body Can't touch me I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to One More Time Y'all One for the money Two for the show Three to get ready And **** you to I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to ©2017 Written By Benji James
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Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
I Ain't No Gangsta
B-E-N-J-I Come on you're way outta line Hey, Hey Say Hey Out on the foreshore Looking for some more Y'all Come on you ***** Get out on the dance floor Call for some more Y'all Take me to the mall Thinking bout you walking down the hall For sure Hey give me that Picking up that shat Put it under the mat Ha...Ha, **** That! I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to Playing it single Looking for some insults Running from my result Of being an adult Just wanna let you know I think ya mums a *** Oh, oh **** ya wanna blow I'll show you where to go There he is now you know Ya ******* wanna throw a punch But I'll eat ya for ma lunch Come on bring me down And I'll take you downtown Oh No what the **** you know Ya know nothing and that's how it goes Whoa, whoa! Back up the chorus It's not all for us It's all for one But I'm not done yall I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to They call me Benny Just got change from a twenty Y'all know so many Wanna get me But now you see They all wanna leave Because I ain't all that great But still, they wait Another rhyme on my hands But I can't defend Every man on this God Forsaken Land Show Me Where I can put ma hands On ya body Can't touch me I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to One More Time Y'all One for the money Two for the show Three to get ready And **** you to I ain't no gangsta Just a Prankster Just wanna thank ya For listening to my crap ya Gotcha in the middle bit Working for a Lil bit Did ya see that *** Y'all gotta go Y'all wanna know Where do I come from Where is ma show Yo Gotta Know Yeah I Love you to ©2017 Written By Benji James
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By Arcinder I selling everything, Without seeing pore mistakes perish, Ill even sell my soul to see yall die, And leave your loved ones, Making lame *** people look stupid, I really cherish, Especially fake made up raps, You can't even cope on, Y'all pathetic, Where y'all courage, I don't see non, I don't see non, Dis man trying to see me in the shower, I'll be waiting with a gun, Now that's real lyricism, Please no more school drop outs, If it ain't respect, I'll make you tap out, Come give my *** a kiss, Give me something I can laugh bout, Busted lips, Blood leaking, Can't tell, But the devil trying to temp me, Killed dash and doc and lis and ta, Where the ***** the rest, I got an audience to look after, I ain't ******* stress, Y'all must be scare to come to impress, Y'all make me laugh, Just chilling with Melanie, She might not join the conflict, Different story when it comes to me, Hahhahahahahahaahahhahahahh
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
"Busted Lips (Pm Diss)"
In the ghetto Huh they say you can be anything You wanna be So i joined the army Notknowing that I'll still Face tragedy and racism aint went no where It feels ghostly evil stares Of past scornful memories They traded stock off the fields And put us in the penitentiary I got my first arrest in elementary Just for being black on a sunday Walkin' on a one way street Preachers aint talking about that Cuz they know theyll get lynched for that Now they follow anything And everything That attracts money fortune and fame You know the name? We die more for the name of the father Religion is ******** No matter whats coming out the puplits They still gone **** Think of you as a nigguh belittle Troublesome and only good For cheap labor Be good and ya might get a penny  raise For good behavior Still lookin' a savior? That ***** been dead think abiut it He died at 33 ? Now ask yo self how many nigguhs Died before 33? Ships full of slaves? Lots of babies young men and women Mothers fathers to sons n daughters Two thousand fifteen and we Still seeing slaughter ??? Can you see me running from the police And we still think we run the streets Peep game homies Its no longer about racism Its about us as a minority Wither white black mexican or puerto rican We all slaves Payin' debts to society before we Took our first **** **** how could this be ? My birth belongs to a bank industry So all my real gangstas thugs to hustlers Yea even wall street yall slaves too Wake up the time is now Gotta mind gotta use it Or else these muthaphukkas will abuse it This aint nothing new Since the sun been shinin' The same from beginning to end The world was castedwith sin There was darkness before light Now that I'vegot the light Its time to enlightened others With the torch i aquired Not long before ill be retired and life expired For trying to reach for the truth And many more Live carefully Cuz this is somethin' 2 die 4.... The ghetto!!!!
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
Somethin' 2 Die 4
In the ghetto Huh they say you can be anything You wanna be So i joined the army Notknowing that I'll still Face tragedy and racism aint went no where It feels ghostly evil stares Of past scornful memories They traded stock off the fields And put us in the penitentiary I got my first arrest in elementary Just for being black on a sunday Walkin' on a one way street Preachers aint talking about that Cuz they know theyll get lynched for that Now they follow anything And everything That attracts money fortune and fame You know the name? We die more for the name of the father Religion is ******** No matter whats coming out the puplits They still gone **** Think of you as a nigguh belittle Troublesome and only good For cheap labor Be good and ya might get a penny  raise For good behavior Still lookin' a savior? That ***** been dead think abiut it He died at 33 ? Now ask yo self how many nigguhs Died before 33? Ships full of slaves? Lots of babies young men and women Mothers fathers to sons n daughters Two thousand fifteen and we Still seeing slaughter ??? Can you see me running from the police And we still think we run the streets Peep game homies Its no longer about racism Its about us as a minority Wither white black mexican or puerto rican We all slaves Payin' debts to society before we Took our first **** **** how could this be ? My birth belongs to a bank industry So all my real gangstas thugs to hustlers Yea even wall street yall slaves too Wake up the time is now Gotta mind gotta use it Or else these muthaphukkas will abuse it This aint nothing new Since the sun been shinin' The same from beginning to end The world was castedwith sin There was darkness before light Now that I'vegot the light Its time to enlightened others With the torch i aquired Not long before ill be retired and life expired For trying to reach for the truth And many more Live carefully Cuz this is somethin' 2 die 4.... The ghetto!!!!
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I decided I'm goin in. Yall dun' slipped up and left me with a pen. It seems lately I been under-drinkin' Over-sober over-contemplating what's been really happening. I'm usually a lot more subtle. I give the benefit of the doubt like I'm a Catholic priest absolving niggas' sins. Confusing my honesty for reckless abandon-in To your chagrin, just hecause you're unable to comprehend. You don't move through this world in the shoes I'm in. I bet no ones ever called you a sub-human. Did that election make YOU question all your caucasian friends? Their motives, their thoughts, biases, Lookin for Microaggressions? Now those relationships are withered at the ends and it depends on larger hearts and open minds to try and mend and re-begin? Because someone you love insulted ALL your kin. Supporting someone who blatantly hates them. Tunnel vision.Could only see what they wanted Sanctity of life only applies to babies aborted Christians were thwarted! How someone with a thumbs up from the Ku Klux have anything to do with what the Lord did?! Granted, the deed is done and hey the truth is out! They were wolves in sheep's clothes till the Pres. Came out in broad daylight He basically made it awright to grossly generalize a race AND do so in plain sight Now ALL the racist crazy folk are poppin  at the mouth. On social media like the 50's in the segregated south, Spewing hate behind a screename sittin' on they mama's couch 'cept we millenials are rowdy and we'll roll up at yo house. How's it 2017 and we still schoolin' folk? Gotta tell you Black  lives matter cause you actin like we dont. In retrospect, it was for the best cause now we ALL woke!
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Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
State of Affairs
I decided I'm goin in. Yall dun' slipped up and left me with a pen. It seems lately I been under-drinkin' Over-sober over-contemplating what's been really happening. I'm usually a lot more subtle. I give the benefit of the doubt like I'm a Catholic priest absolving niggas' sins. Confusing my honesty for reckless abandon-in To your chagrin, just hecause you're unable to comprehend. You don't move through this world in the shoes I'm in. I bet no ones ever called you a sub-human. Did that election make YOU question all your caucasian friends? Their motives, their thoughts, biases, Lookin for Microaggressions? Now those relationships are withered at the ends and it depends on larger hearts and open minds to try and mend and re-begin? Because someone you love insulted ALL your kin. Supporting someone who blatantly hates them. Tunnel vision.Could only see what they wanted Sanctity of life only applies to babies aborted Christians were thwarted! How someone with a thumbs up from the Ku Klux have anything to do with what the Lord did?! Granted, the deed is done and hey the truth is out! They were wolves in sheep's clothes till the Pres. Came out in broad daylight He basically made it awright to grossly generalize a race AND do so in plain sight Now ALL the racist crazy folk are poppin  at the mouth. On social media like the 50's in the segregated south, Spewing hate behind a screename sittin' on they mama's couch 'cept we millenials are rowdy and we'll roll up at yo house. How's it 2017 and we still schoolin' folk? Gotta tell you Black  lives matter cause you actin like we dont. In retrospect, it was for the best cause now we ALL woke!
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She feeds those chickens everyday And the rooster struts and crows As the steam rolls from the *** Plucking feathers for dinner she knows Your wife sho taste good to me Mister rooster chest puffs up Sitting at the dinner table smiling She fills up her drinking cup Yall chillen leave those chicks lone They might think their meal is a little pet She keeps them away from the chickens She is planning on wringing their neck Bow yo head and thank the Laud For this here chicken wez bout to eat The children all obey their mother To them the chicken is a real treat Sitting at the dinner table Smiles would shine from within Now the children tell all their children How everyday Granny fed them
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC
Dinner Time
sometimes I think there might not be a tomorrow so my time can't be wasted in any established institution. whoops, there I go, wasting.   whoops, there goes the future. band together,weird brothers. a half assed attempt from one of us equates to a hundred ten percent from one of the others. but what difference would it make? there's like, a hundred million of them & only one of me. we're already snuffed out by the numbers. so we throw ourselves off track; it's some what hypocritical - but hey - at least we're following our hearts or whatever ***** we think is the most vital. simple existence is the biggest shame. for the love of god. you'll rot if you stay for the spindle, drilling yer spiel & teething on the tiers, stagnating in the famous cesspools of shalott. settle in, ferment to liquidity. Imma just watch yall waiting for the day your stocking feet curl up & die beneath the mortgage, leaving the zirconia slippers of a dream seeing red. be clean be neat be nice be right be alive & smile but not too much. that's the tell to tell em something's up, the specimen are not disrupted or adapting to challenge of being ****** with these conditions. they appear to be happy. too happy. something's missing.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
Calledge
welcome to houston texas we roll swangas n swishers we might hit cha with the torch if ya dont know where ya stand in the ghetto we never let go of painful memories we got brothers get shot by cops to brothers getting got by they own i try not to led a path of sin on my own phone home soon to be at the crossroads knockin at thugs mansion door got **** how did i get smoked i thought i was backed by my locs now im sittin with malcolm and martin n garvey enjoying a smoke wish i could reach deep into the pains of black folks brain and let em know we used to be kings n queens but **** dont flipped once they change the color of the script but ***** i peep game since i was embryo last of a dying breed corrupt seed we can changr indeed we just gotta change waht our minds feed but we too intrigue from the worlds scent a ghetto ih now that've got your intention lets form a syndication reform strategize black nation we all brothers from haitan to jamacian makin nothing but flawless beats smokin swisher sweets at the swap meet or better yet the bayou classic listenin to magic 1 0 2 point one everybody having fun without the use of a gun buts ther3s always one that wanna start **** got his wig split now take a picture for yo casket wish times wasnt so hard but im always on the guard sneaky *** white supremacy pushin gay antics miss with that semantic yall aint slick so let me hit ya with some of the realist rhymes that make up for the crimes cuz im tired of this ****** poor livin everyday sinning no winning stuck at a permenant loss but somehow my soul still grows even though the world be a ghetto the ghetto
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 9:45 PM UTC
The World is a Ghetto
welcome to houston texas we roll swangas n swishers we might hit cha with the torch if ya dont know where ya stand in the ghetto we never let go of painful memories we got brothers get shot by cops to brothers getting got by they own i try not to led a path of sin on my own phone home soon to be at the crossroads knockin at thugs mansion door got **** how did i get smoked i thought i was backed by my locs now im sittin with malcolm and martin n garvey enjoying a smoke wish i could reach deep into the pains of black folks brain and let em know we used to be kings n queens but **** dont flipped once they change the color of the script but ***** i peep game since i was embryo last of a dying breed corrupt seed we can changr indeed we just gotta change waht our minds feed but we too intrigue from the worlds scent a ghetto ih now that've got your intention lets form a syndication reform strategize black nation we all brothers from haitan to jamacian makin nothing but flawless beats smokin swisher sweets at the swap meet or better yet the bayou classic listenin to magic 1 0 2 point one everybody having fun without the use of a gun buts ther3s always one that wanna start **** got his wig split now take a picture for yo casket wish times wasnt so hard but im always on the guard sneaky *** white supremacy pushin gay antics miss with that semantic yall aint slick so let me hit ya with some of the realist rhymes that make up for the crimes cuz im tired of this ****** poor livin everyday sinning no winning stuck at a permenant loss but somehow my soul still grows even though the world be a ghetto the ghetto
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Uhh, from the top, Yeah we high, you already know what I been up to if you been ******* wit the movement, just smoking **** & spitting facts..(like always*2).., Yeah mane, always, **** Im either solo dolo or wit the family ***** thats gang..(gang*2)..Ho,Uhh.. **** the fake **** **** all of them fake ***** ****** forget all of the **** **** my ***** for real man..OFTR..Uhh (All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga3)..(OFTR is here to stay forever3).., real talk man OFTR ***** we came all the way from last now we in first place..aye*2).. (OFTR is here to stay forever*3)..Cuhz, (All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3) OFTR we came all the way from last place,now we all in (first place*6)..Yeah All that kissing *** **** ain't gone last ***** Aye.. All that fake **** ain't gone last ***** (All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3)..Uhh, (all that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3).., but OFTR, man we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, the industry can't hold us back nigga..we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, forever Yeah..forever..Aye, Cuhz.. All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3 ..Aye,..This is For The Real, Only For The Real.. (Yeah that's it*2) Uhh, Imma Soulja, a OFTR Soulja Fo sho bru, I'm going to war against America..I'm going to war against all of these fakes too ***** Imma make em all burn with Satan,.. Aye man, all that fake **** ain't gonna last ***** no it ain't gonna last my ***** get ready because OFTR (we coming for that *** nigga,Yeah*2)..taken face *** nigga,..Aye man.. (All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga, All that fake **** ain't gonna last*3)..Uhh, all that fake **** ain't gone last ***** all that fake **** ain't gonna last,..(it ain't gonna last Naw*4).. Because OFTR, we stopping all of that fucc **** right now, Cuhz Yeah we coming, all of my real ****** we rising, if your being fake my ***** that **** bout to stop now, for real dawg yall ***** *** rappers just need to stop it,just quit while y'all ahead...because all that fake **** ain't gonna last.. (no it won't last*2)..while I'm still breathing, Imma put that fake **** to the past ***** Aye all of you buster sucker fuccers besta not come around me, or there will be alot of problems for you, real talk mane..I'm bout what I'm rapping about in every song that I have written, its not for Mr.Nasty Time , its time for vengeance no Batman **** I'm strapped up, like the Black Panthers,.. I'm fighting back with artillery, Imma getbmy peace, Cuhz..thats all i want mane..my ***** America still treating us like we slaves still, but its about to stop today..Emancipation,Aye.. (All that fake **** ain't gone last2)..,no it won't man..OFTR, (we coming for that ass,Yeah2) No **** Aye (all that fake **** ain't gone last, all that fake **** ain't gonna last2)..no man, Aye..(OFTR coming for that ass4).. All that **** **** won't last.. No it won't mane..
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:34 PM UTC
Ston Poet - Last
Uhh, from the top, Yeah we high, you already know what I been up to if you been ******* wit the movement, just smoking **** & spitting facts..(like always*2).., Yeah mane, always, **** Im either solo dolo or wit the family ***** thats gang..(gang*2)..Ho,Uhh.. **** the fake **** **** all of them fake ***** ****** forget all of the **** **** my ***** for real man..OFTR..Uhh (All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga3)..(OFTR is here to stay forever3).., real talk man OFTR ***** we came all the way from last now we in first place..aye*2).. (OFTR is here to stay forever*3)..Cuhz, (All that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3) OFTR we came all the way from last place,now we all in (first place*6)..Yeah All that kissing *** **** ain't gone last ***** Aye.. All that fake **** ain't gone last ***** (All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3)..Uhh, (all that fake **** ain't gonna last nigga*3).., but OFTR, man we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, the industry can't hold us back nigga..we gonna be doing whatever we want mane, forever Yeah..forever..Aye, Cuhz.. All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga*3 ..Aye,..This is For The Real, Only For The Real.. (Yeah that's it*2) Uhh, Imma Soulja, a OFTR Soulja Fo sho bru, I'm going to war against America..I'm going to war against all of these fakes too ***** Imma make em all burn with Satan,.. Aye man, all that fake **** ain't gonna last ***** no it ain't gonna last my ***** get ready because OFTR (we coming for that *** nigga,Yeah*2)..taken face *** nigga,..Aye man.. (All that fake **** ain't gone last nigga, All that fake **** ain't gonna last*3)..Uhh, all that fake **** ain't gone last ***** all that fake **** ain't gonna last,..(it ain't gonna last Naw*4).. Because OFTR, we stopping all of that fucc **** right now, Cuhz Yeah we coming, all of my real ****** we rising, if your being fake my ***** that **** bout to stop now, for real dawg yall ***** *** rappers just need to stop it,just quit while y'all ahead...because all that fake **** ain't gonna last.. (no it won't last*2)..while I'm still breathing, Imma put that fake **** to the past ***** Aye all of you buster sucker fuccers besta not come around me, or there will be alot of problems for you, real talk mane..I'm bout what I'm rapping about in every song that I have written, its not for Mr.Nasty Time , its time for vengeance no Batman **** I'm strapped up, like the Black Panthers,.. I'm fighting back with artillery, Imma getbmy peace, Cuhz..thats all i want mane..my ***** America still treating us like we slaves still, but its about to stop today..Emancipation,Aye.. (All that fake **** ain't gone last2)..,no it won't man..OFTR, (we coming for that ass,Yeah2) No **** Aye (all that fake **** ain't gone last, all that fake **** ain't gonna last2)..no man, Aye..(OFTR coming for that ass4).. All that **** **** won't last.. No it won't mane..
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Uhh..God bless all the real ones mane.. ONLY FOR THE REAL ENTERTAINMENT.. Aye (I'm pimping3)..pimping..Uhh,Yeah..(I'm pimping4)..(pimping..I'm pimping..I'm pimping*3)..Uhh,Aye ..(I'm pimping4)..Yeah mane..Uhh..(I'm pimping3)..pimping,.. Young Ston..Only For The Real mane,..Yeah (I'm pimping*4)..pimping /(I'm pimping2)...the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane,Yeah/2 Yeah,..(I'm pimping3)..like the bishop....Yeah mane..(I'm pimping3)..pimping, like Bishop Don Juan homie..Yeah, I'm pimping the industry, they ain't gone play me..(I'm pimping2)..like the Bishop.. (I'm pimping2)...like Fifty..(I'm pimping2)..the industry just like Don Juan mane, (Aye Yeah I'm pimping3)..I'm..(pimping2)..like Kat Williams....,Yeah mane,aye..(I'm pimping2)..Yeah mane..Aye Ain't nobody gone play me, they better not even try to homie, **** I'm way smarter than what I look like mane, I'm too wise to be another industry puppet aye..ain't nobody around me, ******* **** or falling in the white mans society trap..We all surpassing the **** **** /yeah..(I'm pimping3)/2 Like Bishop Don Juan my ***** /yeah..(I'm pimping3)/2 Like Fiffty.. I **** so hard, like DJay.., I'm the Mack mane call me Goldie.., no free me, because I'm never getting caught homie, I'm dodging the police..like, El Chapo mane.. **** the laws homie.Imma **** my nig..dawg..I grew so fast at a very young age,shit I had to why wait...Yeah I had to get my **** together sooner than later mane. No more kidding around homie,..Aye, I wanted to put all of my depression under my feet so I could get my mind right mane, so I started smoking the pacc at 15 mane, I was kinda going down the wrong street, God had to correct me, Thank you so much Heavenly Father, you always pleases me..Ayo.. I'm pimping the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane..Aye.. Aye (I'm pimping3)..pimping..Uhh,Yeah..(I'm pimping4)..(pimping..I'm pimping..I'm pimping*3)..Uhh,Aye..Yeah (I'm pimping*4)..pimping /(I'm pimping2)...the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane,Yeah/2 Yeah,..(I'm pimping3)..like the bishop....Yeah mane..(I'm pimping3)..pimping, like Bishop Don Juan homie..Yeah, I'm pimping the industry, they ain't gone play me..(I'm pimping2)..like the Bishop.. (I'm pimping2)...like Fiffty..(I'm pimping2)..the industry just like Don Juan mane, (Aye Yeah I'm pimping3)..I'm..(pimping2)..like Kat Williams....,Yeah mane,aye..(I'm pimping2)..Yeah mane..Aye Yeah.., I'm pimping the game, while these other musicians too ***** & afraid to spit the truth mane, but not me homie, its my job to let my ****** know whats real, instead of influencing them in a back of a hearse man, Yeah.. Im feeding yall ****** life instead of death, so listen clearly,.. Yeah ***** I'm preaching , Yeah I'm preaching (Yeah*2)..Only The Holy Spirit coming through me..Only wisdom coming, outta my mouth mane,..,Im blessing the street ****** with knowledge, Aye.Yeah.. OFTR no false claiming my gang or you will get delt wit discreetly mane, if you know what that mean, just stay lo key away from me. ..Yeah OFTR,. I does this for my family, we standing tall against, Satan Yeah..(I'm pimping*3)..pimping.. Like Kat Williams..Aye, Yeah..I'm pimping the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane..(Yeah*2)... I'm pimping.. Uhh, This is my story,..,show & tell, so I'm only telling yall real shit..let's get it man..Yeah..Aye.. I'm pimping...
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
Ston Poet - Pimping
Uhh..God bless all the real ones mane.. ONLY FOR THE REAL ENTERTAINMENT.. Aye (I'm pimping3)..pimping..Uhh,Yeah..(I'm pimping4)..(pimping..I'm pimping..I'm pimping*3)..Uhh,Aye ..(I'm pimping4)..Yeah mane..Uhh..(I'm pimping3)..pimping,.. Young Ston..Only For The Real mane,..Yeah (I'm pimping*4)..pimping /(I'm pimping2)...the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane,Yeah/2 Yeah,..(I'm pimping3)..like the bishop....Yeah mane..(I'm pimping3)..pimping, like Bishop Don Juan homie..Yeah, I'm pimping the industry, they ain't gone play me..(I'm pimping2)..like the Bishop.. (I'm pimping2)...like Fifty..(I'm pimping2)..the industry just like Don Juan mane, (Aye Yeah I'm pimping3)..I'm..(pimping2)..like Kat Williams....,Yeah mane,aye..(I'm pimping2)..Yeah mane..Aye Ain't nobody gone play me, they better not even try to homie, **** I'm way smarter than what I look like mane, I'm too wise to be another industry puppet aye..ain't nobody around me, ******* **** or falling in the white mans society trap..We all surpassing the **** **** /yeah..(I'm pimping3)/2 Like Bishop Don Juan my ***** /yeah..(I'm pimping3)/2 Like Fiffty.. I **** so hard, like DJay.., I'm the Mack mane call me Goldie.., no free me, because I'm never getting caught homie, I'm dodging the police..like, El Chapo mane.. **** the laws homie.Imma **** my nig..dawg..I grew so fast at a very young age,shit I had to why wait...Yeah I had to get my **** together sooner than later mane. No more kidding around homie,..Aye, I wanted to put all of my depression under my feet so I could get my mind right mane, so I started smoking the pacc at 15 mane, I was kinda going down the wrong street, God had to correct me, Thank you so much Heavenly Father, you always pleases me..Ayo.. I'm pimping the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane..Aye.. Aye (I'm pimping3)..pimping..Uhh,Yeah..(I'm pimping4)..(pimping..I'm pimping..I'm pimping*3)..Uhh,Aye..Yeah (I'm pimping*4)..pimping /(I'm pimping2)...the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane,Yeah/2 Yeah,..(I'm pimping3)..like the bishop....Yeah mane..(I'm pimping3)..pimping, like Bishop Don Juan homie..Yeah, I'm pimping the industry, they ain't gone play me..(I'm pimping2)..like the Bishop.. (I'm pimping2)...like Fiffty..(I'm pimping2)..the industry just like Don Juan mane, (Aye Yeah I'm pimping3)..I'm..(pimping2)..like Kat Williams....,Yeah mane,aye..(I'm pimping2)..Yeah mane..Aye Yeah.., I'm pimping the game, while these other musicians too ***** & afraid to spit the truth mane, but not me homie, its my job to let my ****** know whats real, instead of influencing them in a back of a hearse man, Yeah.. Im feeding yall ****** life instead of death, so listen clearly,.. Yeah ***** I'm preaching , Yeah I'm preaching (Yeah*2)..Only The Holy Spirit coming through me..Only wisdom coming, outta my mouth mane,..,Im blessing the street ****** with knowledge, Aye.Yeah.. OFTR no false claiming my gang or you will get delt wit discreetly mane, if you know what that mean, just stay lo key away from me. ..Yeah OFTR,. I does this for my family, we standing tall against, Satan Yeah..(I'm pimping*3)..pimping.. Like Kat Williams..Aye, Yeah..I'm pimping the industry like Bishop Don Juan mane..(Yeah*2)... I'm pimping.. Uhh, This is my story,..,show & tell, so I'm only telling yall real shit..let's get it man..Yeah..Aye.. I'm pimping...
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I hate you, parents Yall hurt us the most when yall post to protect us "Fight for your children!" Naw it's easier to neglect us Tell grandma don't be afraid of me Because my generation is reckless We're labeled naive, wild and disrespectful But to receive it you must first respect us Mothers wonder why you bury strangers wearing daddy's necklace                       Who thought it was good for them to want power and wealth? Welp, you raised them like that now bury them by yourself I was conceived to a house they already knew was broken and torn They let me believe when I die I'm going down in flames just to burn I got health and mental problems   I didn't ask to be this way But guess I'm forced to live and learn. For a beautiful death, that's all I pray
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
I Hate Parents