"yosef" poems
Yes its big yosef a true heavy weight makin' earthquakes through all states watch for the snakes
In the grass never front for the cash who wanna clash?
With a mighty Titan I'm on a God status love hoes with the **** size of Trish stratus
Now tell me who's the baddest
ya on a one way trip with Gladys Knight
On a Midnight train to Georgia no one heard of ya
Ya flows is wack your skull will get crack fuckin' with the mack
I make a love connection from my smif and wesson learned ya lesson no plexin'
On my team one man supreme like a lion i be the king makin' suckas sing
Lullabies I feel ya soul cry reaching for the sky
Ain't no ******* allowed puff a cloud til the city unda a smoke shroud
Fools Talk loud but die silent known to be be violent
If provoked by a fake loc my pistol loves to smoke it stays high
Leavin' holy bodies to fry
Who could outwrite this? my style will diss rhymes deeper than an abyss make ya ****
Out ya own blood as ya face down in the mud with no crud
Touchin' my eyes sleep with one eye
Open scopin' and hopin' got more scams than Ken Copeland I'm still floatin'
On cloud nine almost to ten sippin' gin never see me grin my lyrics touchin'
Every last one of you wack rappers so come again.....
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
So many chiefers and not enough Indians
There Yosef go with that ******** again fools can't comprehend
Cuz them weeds they choppin' put all thoughts to end
So come again like ya repeating the same thang
Ghetto Twain rhymes like boomerang leavin' welts on the back of the membrane
My topics ain't meant for population
So if you don't like change the **** station
So fools keep on puffin' and I'm.keep on stuffin'
My minds with nothing knowledge I learned nothing college
But to party and ******** shut and take a hit
Let the dogia explore your deepest mind terrains
Got ya hooked like a crane invoking much pain
Time is suffering people offering up sacrifices
And claiming they just being nice for the right price
They'll sell out they soul for few ounces of gold
So you see what's happening blasting like rocket
Coming for pockets of fake prophets once I'm set I'm a raging bull so ain't no stopppin' it
Then next thing ya know I stare at the floor and the window
My third eyes enlighten
Thinking to myself I gotta go
but I got buzz contact off that fake indo...
Shaking my head looking at these young studs
Laughing at em smokin'them fake budds
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 4:41 PM UTC
Kickin' all the way the Live Coolio
deep in ya Culo/
it's that Boy Yosef comin' with major Flavas/
with so Many Styles more than a Hair Doo Voodoo/
got ya eyes on ya know Who?/
so many ****** wanna Smoke me
Cuz im the New Joint/
puttin' sparks to ya Head ****** Red/
if u thinkin' about Frontin'' Me/
ill make u Crossover like EPMD/
Rap Fanatic since i was Swimmin' in the Nut Sack the Mack Attack/
hittin' all your perspectives
im takin' out all the Primitives/
in the Rap Game Shoot ya Stick
try again my- Flows erected as a ****
in between ***** *****
so take Chance it ya Want/
Watch the gun taunt
in ya Face a sad Disgrace/
Slappin' a new taste
in ya Mouth i Dropped it
my Style can't be Competed
you Obsoleted
i'm Makin Profits the Funk Baby!!!!
Many Emcees sweet as a KitKats
so cut the Chit Chat/
cuz im bout to Splatter their careers into pieces
Gotthem Envisionin' Doubles
like Noah i Told ya
the Tru Soldier Rollin' Dogia/
marchin' to the Beat with my Vocal
a Tru Loco/
when i'm sippin E & J **** an Airplay pinin' Indo/
playin' suckas close like who's holdin' the most/
weight? Pushin' rhymes like weights
Loots stay Connected like freight Train Crates/i Dominate from all states
that's why they Call Me All-State/
but ya Ain't in Good Hands
-tryna Step to the Big Man
keep u heated galore like Afghanistan gettin' in that *** like Sand/
so take Stand and a Bow cuz im the Prowl/
for that Number One Slot
ya rhymes loose as Jar Jelly
**** what the critics tell me
"Mr Big Stuff" girls call me "Heavy D"
From then shaft that lays between me
the Funk Baby!!!
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
Its timeto yoke the joker
yo to the emcees that think they could get with me
i wet em like an ocean tide personality like jekyll and hide
which means im a killa slash for short drama no comma imma
brutal emcee eatin' 'em up the best of em im the lyrical cannibal
flesh rent devil sent no need for repent
comin' with wickedness born with 8 flows if ya only knew
******* come in the sets of three im givin' wishes for free
the rap genie aint' comin' to be a hero the black zorro thorrough
shoot up the barrio dead eye hawkin' assassin' blastin'
with the greatest tech mouth shots or physical shots it don't matter
whatever it takes to get the job done
my posse cocked d slapped you *******
you can smoke all the spinach you want and you leave like popeyes
get it naw forget sensitive ******* i knit it
write in graffiti love hoes shape like Nefertiti queen b goddess
never a ***** **** in my encore **** with me and ill bring the war along with gore
******** never been a softie
daddy had to be a gangsta **** hustler drug dealer all summed in one
so i had no choice but to pack a gun
but meanwhile im onto bigger and better things like rappin' on the mic i cling
flows tighter rhan pliers leave emcees wrapped up like cable wires
the sire embraced higher learning spurning over obstacles
turn complexity into miracles
how could i ever fall if i never fall failure not an acceptation
id rather sells drugs and extortion and get caught wit 25 big ones
fed time **** the state time im on the grind one time
always wanna see me fall black man finna rise planet of the apes style
hot and wild j ceasar with these skills i spills sendin' chills
its an ice age all over just say its over when big yosef grab the mic
prepare for fright when i ignite blast through hearts like a cannon
i just smoke ya ya mediocre its time to yoke these jokers
yea
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
Yo I got skillz by the millions
With tons of ammunition
Who fuckin' with the commission my mission
Is to control the rap game blow fish tactics
From ******* who **** quick my **** stick
Slick leave em with one eye patch cookin' up another batch
Can ya catch
The madness of real ***** with multiple figures money surpassin' the aurora
Hardcorer grim explorer non could ignore tha
Deadly pedigrees sheddin so beautifully
Im feelin' like Mango Slade cuts through like a blade
Lyrics colder than the words from Chuckie
Coastin' spells I do it well it ain't hard to tell
While ya souls fail another body destined to hell
It's Yosef ninth gate chillin' over ya crates
Like a demon intervention got ya nerves
Penchin' and itchin' soon to be twitchin' and inchin'
My every move I'm takin' ove the earthly ground
Bow down what's that it's the Southside
Breakin' em down so ya bound to drown
My armed men stack men from the guns
That back bend to the roads ya
End
No longer boys to men to deaths I comprehend
Takin' on deadly sins seven to chose from
I'm makin' chaos from USA to the New Jerusalem
And who's dumb? Enough to **** with me
While I'm on my Crazy *** leavin' ya stunned
And outdunned and who can
Come?
Against my magnificence layin' hellish scents
In the forms of an emodiment
Who could stop it
Since adversaries are culprit let the snakes
Shake and take away these painful memories
Yeah I'm dreadin' ya head missin' the feds
*** I got more bread than Pillsbury dough
So quick with the skills and I
Know
Suckas don't wanna go toe to
Toe
**** mics worse than Exodus who can plex with us
The coldest strong as a swingin' boulders
Knockin' ya head off ya shoulders I thought I told ya
Southside stay running with hidden
Soldiers
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
Check it out see what melanin is about
To shine you embrace you
With multiple clues
That'll stiff you like a statue
So I'll be black as the sun and black as the moon
Black as Saturn rings and Jupiter's moon
Black as the Hennessey and the shadow in the room
Black like a smoking heart that can no longer consume
Black oxygen soon to be a black death
Lost breath finna be cooked like a black chef
Cajun fire blazin' So I can climb the
Ladder of black steps
diggin' deep formulates my black concepts
Black as Madonna tongue swift as an Iguana
Tail no fairytale black as the prison system filled with with
black hell
Black sin casted since our souls blackened
Black like thoughts you'll see once the skulls get the cracking
Black like the Vietnamese burned into the ashes piles of scented death just stacking
Black like the smoke from a chimney
So ya know fire is what's happening
Black like deaths clapping
Appraising souls swarming black hole
Preparing for rapturing
Black capturing black like the Billy Lee
Leading Washington
Fighting the Great Britain
During America's revolution
But no black solutions
Still tryna climb into a black institution
Black intuition
Hidden deep within wondering
If the Black Lord will forgive me of my sins
Let back of the black souls be watered and cleanse
Black like Boyz II Men tryna find a road that doesn't end
Black like storm pushing strong winds
Black like my ancestors forming hurricane across the desert ends
Black as Mahogany angled to perfection with black geometry
Black with knowledge of Dogon
Black Sirius like the Dog logo so long gone
Cuz black love is gone black vibes made from black lungs
Fill with black vibrations from.the mental gongs
Black like the law canonical stolen from my ancestors manual
Europeans ain't nothing but savage animals known to be cannibal
Check my black cerebral digging from my black celestrial
Dropped the sugar now I see the black extraterrestrial
Waving so I can jump into the black.mothership
And dip where no other brother live
Black as night sky line
black as heiron cooked under a spoon
Black as blueberry pie
Black as darkness in an empty heart filled with gloom.
Yo talk to em Yosef
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
Let the beat meditate your noggin' joggin'/
ya memory til ya get Tired never gone Retire/
from this Game like **** **** James/
from Goodtimes i remember the Good Times/
when the world was Alive now everythings Concealed/
reality is nothin' but Joke children gettin' bad Yoke/
from generation to generation gets worse to worse/
weak pulse im seeing visions of the Hearse/
mind gone i need of a Resurrection but my Heat is my Only Protection/
cuz ****** be trippin' sherm dippin' tippin'/
in my Hood swangin' on 4 w/ vogues cool i Suppose?/
but don't know that blow ya Slang hurtin' the Nose/
of victims Cocaina is the Product from the Devil Intellectual levels are Doomed/
dumbin' us down with Indoctrination seems like our Destination is bein' in Incarceration/
but im gone continue to fight with my fullest might-
Endeavor too Clever ridin' through Stormy Weather can't Sever/
me from this **** i Spit/
too too real o so fine Lookin' for a fine Dime i can wife Mine/
but too many Single Mother lookin' too much Off a Brother because of another Brother/
who told them that he loved them just wanted To **** them/
and Impregnate them/
baby girl stuck at Home all Alone/
strugglin' to feed her baby but the Father ain't in the Presence/
so she Becomes hesitant/
sell her *** for Cash cuz Bills bout to take Clash/
hittin' Roof Top i Pause & Stop/
take a Quick Glance/
shakin' my head in Disgrace still wishin' for Amazing grace/
but it's Hard to knock the Grin off a Demons Face/Paper Chase is our Am Ambition/caged animal Subliminal Messages so ya Can't Comprehend/
no Boyz to Men but im steadily In Philly? rollin' a Phillie/
Blunt Hunt ***** pullin' Stunts/with two hands tied behind my Back Hocus Pocus/
Nigguh back to Reality im just Playin' G this is the Philosophy/
of Yosef don't Lose Focus/
pay attention cuz they waitin' for us to Fall & Gall/
and keep us confined in a Circle that me and you Can't See but im goin' to Remain Vigilant ya See...
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC
UH!!!
LIVIN' THE GOOD LIFE
MACK 10'S ON MY SIDE
DAILY IN MY BARRIO
ITS HOMICIDE
BUT STILL SHOW MYSELF
I NEVER HIDE SLIDE IN AND OUT MY RIDE
MAKIN' STOP AND DROPS
GIVIN' PROPS TO THE HOMIES ON THE BLOCK
MUCH LUV TO MY HOMIES DOIN' TIME
HOLD YA HEAD TO THE SKY
CUZ WE KNOW THE DA (DISTRICT ATTORNEY) A LIES
**** THEM ******* I PICTURE MYSELF
5 YEARS AND IM BLASTIN'
HOW LONG WILL I LIVE
TIL MY LIFE IS GONE?
NO WORDS TO BE SAID
LABEL ME A OUTLAW RAW **** THE LAW
THATS HOW IM LIVIN' !!! YEA
GOOD IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD GOTTA JOB
PLUS LIL HOMIES PUSHIN' SMALL KEYS
FOR A G
BUT I TEACH 'EM HOW TO BE STEALTHY
NEVER MAKE YA SELF A SILHOUETTE
THATS THE FIRST RULES ONLY FOOLS
RUSH INTO THE HIGH LIFE
LIVIN' PAINLESS RELENTLESS
TRYNA GET OF PIECE
OF THIS AMERICAN PIE
SO MANY FOLKS DIE
WISHIN' TO BE RICH
BUT WHAT GOOD IS IT?
WHEN YA BURIED SIX FEET DEEP TUCKED IN A CASKET
I DON'T REALLY IF I DIE
AS LONG AS MY TRADITIONS MULTIPLY
REACHIN' ALL MY TRUES AND DONS
YOSEF THE ONE KEEP MY EYES ON THE PRIZE
DEATH NEVER COMPROMISE WISE
WITH MY MOVES I MAKE AVOID STRIFE
HOMIE!!
AND ENJOY THE GOOD LIFE
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
uh my clan be ***** as the Taliban
with illegal contraband
got more heat than desert stand
one man stand on the mic
i rock im as hard as a ****
in between a ***** legs
gettin' ready to knock
ya out with flows i expose
the industry closed
once yosef pours
out the blessin got me foes guessin no stressin
**** and henney sessions
new lessons
daily sip irish creme baily
they cant play me but pay me
listen to styles p or bump biggie
or maybe 2 p a c
host aks at birthdays
im al caponin' it runnin' ****
like diarrhea
yall just need ta
sit the **** back while i count benjamins stacks
which be
in bundle king of the hip hop jungle
and im
going to **** puffie diddy
He soft as a nestle cookie
Make mysteries
no rookies
cant play with me in this deadly game
lite a match for the flame
burn the fame
infamous is how i keep it man
hol up
I see the hate excite of the critics
Gimmicks leave with they headsplitted
And backs more open than parachute
From the guns that shoot 21 salute
Dont ya know im soldier
I keep glocks hot as folgers
In ya cup i interrupt the scene
Once i puff red hair greens
Ya drivin a limousine
N ill throw grenade in ya sunroof
And watch it land inbetween
Ya legs
So ya can blow ya own head
Get it naw forget
All i see is yellow tapes chalks
And you being admitted
To the hospital in critical
Condition no intermission
All ya memory left is ya see is my face
Im like the son of man
Leavin competition running
Marathons cuz im the biggest don
They call me the Holy one
Cuz of the way my guns
Put holes in one
The rawest spit flawless
Talk **** we'll leave ya jawless
Throw ya remains in the death valley
With the rest of the restless carcass
Facing eternal darkness what???
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 7:03 AM UTC
Folks gather around
Theres a new sheriff in town
Me the one and only
Yosef coming explosives
As land mines keep eyes on one time
Time to shine like im glo mo
Blastin' guns at the temple's
Of the po pos
It dont matter as long as
I see the blood shatter
Make ya dreams shatter
When im on the mic i taster
The beat
Givin' total disaster
Im an F-5 tornado
Rippin' up **** everything is a target
The bars get
More ruthless
Knockin' out ya dentures
Leave ya toothless
Now ya talkin with a lisp
I burn through souls
Like an eclispe
Its total darkness
Make way for the king of the jungle
Born to rumble
So you critics can talk loud
But all i hear is mumbles
They crumbles
Like cookies at best they just rookie
Rest in peace to tookie
I crip walk and blood walk
Cuz we all one blood no crud in my eye
Cuz i never cry
Or laid down got many in a frown
Blink to fast and there will
Be a pistol to crown
Now let me see you smile fools
Talkin' loud but cant talk
With death in yo face
After the paper chase
Naw forget it i *******
Out the best and still couldnt get admitted
To a studio **** the rhymes and the fore play though
Im tryna reach your conscious so
But most stuck on nonsense
Day dreamin' i got the triple beam and
My guns be tag teamin'
Cuz they dont bust solo
So when ya see me holla bolo
So i can break into a cover
No other
Can lay it down quite like me
Im the really only emcee
Left this is my life and death
And if you got beef
Come with it come get it
But it will go stale
Got ya confined in my cell
Therapy
You cant **** with me
Im ghost
Cuz you know ya cant see me
Biaaaaasastch
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 6:34 PM UTC
Prepare bloodshed
Im tired of being a thorough bred
All eyes on me
Take heed to words that's said
They hate me
Cuz they aint black like me
Bow down this t h u g
Recognize my game
Bring more flames than end times
Listen to me ******
The world is mine as shine my nine
Anyone who jump see the flat line
Never left the battle grounds
Straight boot camps
Lived off of food stamps with tramps
Broke the mold now im feelin' bold
**** brothers multiply
Got every ghetto in the nation high
And watch the birds fly
South for the December
Ill make a massacre that'll make ya remember
Yosef been equipped with game
So **** the fame let my ***** hang
These fools aint ready for war
Cuz once i hit it'll no longer be an even score
Now that got yo attention
What these fool know about **** life?
Every playa hata wanna be like
Me the underground ghetto king
This is a rap ghetto blues so ya can cling
Into my raw raps preaching apocalypse
Reachin' in my pockets for mo bullets
So i can empty clips
INTO ya mind fool break the slavery chains
I aint never been a toby
Bow down like ya owe half these *******
Is phony
Claims they ya friends but when ya hit the pen
They blowing in the wind
And **** paris them aint down for us
Got eve ry dumb ***** puttin' up the red white n blue pic
**** them bigots they can eat a ****
Sweatin' my ****
Cuz bringin back that **** ****
Never fall back retraced my steps n now im.back
To where it all begins
Birthed unto this world its daily sin
I cant get a break cuz they aint no fate
I'm just waitin' for right time
To retaliate set my own date date
Sike im machiavelli
Reincarnated as a mack 11
Burn all my enemies til they flesh is cremated
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
well im the funky hocus pocus
emcees loose focus
cuz they know when i step to a show i blow
harder than Gillespie
aint none stoppin me droppin' me
uh true southern playalisticadicallic music
ya cant abuse it
ya thiught we was dead but resurrected injected
ya brain with a high funk overdose no syringe no pretend
our flows leave ya bent
competition just blowin'in the wind
my flow stings like misquito
enticin' west nile virus sound the chorus
dirtu ***** is what im about
we fight neva pout the gun in to snout
one shot no shout we all about
dollaz n cents i see you instense
but naw playa dont hate me
hate the suspense
as my money gettin' thicker
and thicker
richer and richer
and ya know foes try to roll.with ya uh
yosef don't play no games
when it comes to fame
I say **** the fame
n the shame
I love black people
but hate ****** mane
detrimentAl for out mental
tv's paint a tainted reality no positivity
in the black community
they told me
if I wanna be a star performing artist
I gotta sellout
Naw never that I like raider hats and baseballs bats to gats
quick to watch ya blood splat
**** the records execs
cuz I'm a threat poetic terrorist
this ain't the summertime
but I'll show ya porgy and Bess blessed from the sessed
so I can manifest
this beautiful lyrics
so foggy you couldn't clear it
I'm on ya conscious like bad nerves
twitchin forever lynching
mind of those who ain't listening
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 1:38 PM UTC
Give me a pen paper in watch me **** the
Ink once it hits the sheets
Get it this style aint unique
So blink im shuttin' out brains
So ya even cant think
Im the devious dangerous poetic terrorist
So all others can bite the dust
Leave ya stiff as old pizza crust i cant even trust
My own gotdamn self my mind is light years ahead of the game
By the time the catch up all the see is the flames
No smokes but the **** i **** take notes
As i hit you with atomic bomb antedote most cant handle the pain i drop from my brain
Mental epilepsy got em going insane
Hits harder than ******* no shame
To keep my adversaries in pain
Face adversities everyday so im.using to get hate so **** what they say
Im diabolical superior intellectual
Beatin muthaphukkas so bad
They loose they own ******
Preference or agenda **** Propaganda
I stand ya and ill slam ya
In the gravel like a punch from the judges gavel
Milleniums of quotes travel in my mind as it speed
Give me this power thats all in my head
As i read
Out aloud brainstorms without a cloud
Palms filled with the worlds waters and lands
Wrappin up contraband even in Japan
I could make earthquakes wake
Because my lyrical content shakes n wakes
All the masses
Appear to me with ********
I shatter ya soul like broken glasses daily i take passes
From another dimension fools get stuck n detention when i mention
Lyrics rollin off the tip of tongue
Mental lynching
Brains pench clear the bench
Like professor x using his intellect to select
What he wants to control
Yosef is too bold to fold been to war
So i know scold
Politics ******* the mrs devil ****
Imma keep ****** off the media
Til.i touch my casktet drastic fantastic
Gun poppins
What ya see is what ya get
Not talkin dramatics im speakin automatic
Rifles let go as im spittin bullet holes in my foe
Leave em dizzy and wozzy got ya ****** body bubblin' like a jacuzzi dont lose me
When i start to go kick a flow that entice any evil
Dont need to be clarified of this
Dont ya know yosef be the poetic terrorist
Poetic terrorist !!!!
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
Yo who ya know
Do it better
Since i got the rain
I make it wetter
Haters see the barrel of my baretta
Mozzarella or cheddar
Its all the same
10 years strong in the game
No shame
Ya know the name big yosef
Coming explosive
Givin' eargasm with mellow style
People still wonder how?
I write this talk like this
While so many debatin'
Im poppin' this
Steel to ya cranium
Kick game to a girls ear drums
She slowly ***
***** wet invite to my place for some Moet
Death threats
I get alot of them
But aint no stoppin' the epitome
Been a capital G since the age of three
Ya know D R E
After math thats the sound
Moved some my enemies around
Now they hung over gettin' left overs
Rest in peace to my nigguh pac
I reminiscence on ya memory
And like he told me
Watch these phonies in the street
Gangsta beat
For the hoochies in heat
As hop my 64 impala three wheelin' motion
With the toaster under my drivers seat
CuZ...
This for the ambitions
Of milllionaire's
Throw ya stacks in the air
If ya dont care cuz adversaries glare
Let the fools chase the dough
Never let these hoochies get
Close to the dough fa sho
Soon to be mothers pending for a little pension
Need i mention?
The game done changed
Its to rearrange
And for me to get back on top of thangs
Went to business from servin the Cain
X'd out my government name
Only come out with the sun sets
Im nocturnal
If you come to close
Ya might be sleepin' eternal
Radios hate me but cant silence me
Keep all eyes on me
From the city and council halls
Step into the court **** on they stalls
They can **** my *****
Word to my mother and my brother no other
Can lay the pipe like me
Envy finds me but still some how i escape the misery
Dont let the critics get to me
They all just
Number one fans understand
I let the lyrical guns bust trust
Im D- O -C got the ultimate formula
I got many G's swarmin' ya
How can you escape the death penalty
Know the rules
Know my name
Mention me? Every chick want a piece
Of ding a lang!!!!
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
When the raps are givin'
Lyrically by me
I'll leave ya head spinnin'
Like a disco ball
Haters on the gall
But all I do is make one phone call
I got homies to hoes pack 44s
Check the iced chromed door
Of jeep four by four
Ya sweet as a nectarine
When I hit the scene
I turn ****** skin green
Brooklyn bounce more to the ounce
The drunker I get
The harder I hit
The more some ones bound for a casket
No remorse check the source
I was credited before I was edited
The Black Capone
I'm raps chaperone its my love jones
Me and my ***** my gun
Close like lelo and stitch
Got multiple attitude so I'm rude switch
Personalities
So nobody can keep a tally on me
Its me the big the biggest competitor
Leave ya competition in sweaters
Cuz I'm cold as anartica
Glocks stay blazin' hot than africa
Bomb flows like Boston massacre
Who asking ya?
About me the only yosef mos def
With the mathematics statics
I crash it if ya show y'ass? I'll cash it
Put you on the corner
Reckless ruthless as Ike to Tina Turner
Embrace the dread **** the feds
Still taking my daily bread
Born sinner this is the philosophy of a winner
Ya unknown like Brian Skinner
Thinner ya need up ya weight son
Cuz ya falling lame son uh the don
Back to set the record straight
If ya gotta problem I'll.make ya death date
U see me I see u
Bullets hit ya temple now ya in ICU
Cuz I'm young witty and nasty and clean
Saw ya fuckin' head off if ya know what I mean??
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
Dear internet friend
Even though we dont know each other
But i still look at you
As an accomplished mother
Most wont recognize your beauty
Your mind your eyes
Hold the windows to your soul
I see pain with thunderclouds and rain
Dont let them strain you for you have much to gain
Wisdom sits higher than spoils
Of the earth
Dont give up your hopes
Keep your head high in the celestrial
One day itll be a miracle
For daily we conquer the unconquerable
Pain illness disease toxins
That fact that we survive it all
Is astonishing
This not for blushing
This is something to provide
Your enemies with an ultimate crushing
I want you to know your beautiful
Inside and out
No matter what they say
You still got a friend in me
Peace and blessin' Yosef
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 2:41 PM UTC
Where I'm from
You either smart of dumb
To rules of cash making
Ain't no faking
We got young gs to ogs
Rolling trees
In Texas we always got the summer breeze
Yea ya might sweat
But it don't matter
We still fill our pockets
Chck the Rolex with baguettes
In houston
We never showed love to maggots
Comprende
Got a few eses that rolls with me
Considered family
So watch where us step fool
Listen to the sounds of the tool
We dumpin hits bump in
Straight outta htown not Compton
Stomping
On the hardest grounds
That most can't walk on
Talk goes on
To them hoes that try empty our
Bank rolls
But my minds on patrol
Watch them ******* scroll
Cuz they see ya coming up
But wasn't down wen we was penned up
In the penitentiary
Seems like everybody after me
But still excell through heaven or he'll so I dwell
On good times than the bad times
I stay with high ratios
More buckets than misses
Kisses by the slugs
To wannabe fake *** thugs
Like Mack said. I can't stand it got **** it
Single handed
Flipped the game ya know the name
Yosef can't be tamed or maintained
They say my lyrics is wack
But I'm still pulling dame
In the players hall of fame
Ya see my name
Next iceberg slim used to rock overalls n timbs
But now I rock suits n ties
Black Capone gngsta **** is my love Jones
We break bones those intruders
Wicked mid range shooter
Don't test the best
From the south we always get next .so **** yo flex
Cash comes from others check
No bouncing
But I take it ounce
8Ball rolling strong controlling
This rap game master my art piece
One shot release .equals mo decease
Got my beauty n I'm the beast feast
In weak souls
So I've been told
And if ya step to the best
Southern link with the west
Better believe we leaven holes in in in yo chest
Uh
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 9:10 PM UTC
Standing on morals and values
How you?
Sit here and not shed a tear
In this atmosphere
Hells been here my dear
Listen to the sounds of the wind
Paintin' an image you could see within
Soul dwellin' spells sailin'
Like boats on oceans
**** a notion and stop
Sippin' the mental potion
Nothing but poison causing noises
To the intellects
Folks so confused they dont
Know what to reject
Whats thrown at em
Pitches up and i bat em
Out the park
Slicker than John Starks
On the court
Light my spark **** in the dark
Take a trip through my mind
And let the chakras tingle your spine
Im genuine
So anxious notorious when my guns bust
Through the evils hearts
Of mankind no rewind
We going forward marchin'
While ya barkin'
At cars that be parked and
We clear benches from distances
Strong as stance
None could separate this
This part of yosef anthology
Who am i? Who are we?
Stuck in the game calles society
Pawns place carefully
Gotta strategize my moves swiftly
Or else they'll catch me
Slippin- destiny to the penitentiary
Or an early cemetery
Like young revolutionaries
No longer scared no fear
Mama dry yo tears and hear
Me talking to your mind javelin'
While my spirit travelin'
To unknown destinations
No subjugations make it through any situation of the litigation
No hesitation thugs in migrations
No imatitin' raw with our hits
No fakin' slam ya Blake Griffin
Got lots of guns
So dont be trippin' strippin'
Titles off men and men off titles
Im an ultimate rival
To the system its the survival
Of the fittest **** this
Life ill die broke than a slave
Cursed to the carnal sins of man
But then again
Spirits will guide me again
To where it all began
The garden of Eden
You'll see the demons risin' in earthly form
Next to you breathin'
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 3:23 AM UTC
yo check it **** these youtube ****** sound like a bunch of ******* chirpin'
yo father of the seven seas
its time for the realemcees
to stand up mob up
cuz these ****** ****
more **** than a ** thats on a street lick
******* up is my clique
we ride w mobsters
do biz while eatin' shrimps n lobsters
ya cant stop tha
reign i drop on ya brain
got ya eyes bugged out like snorts of *******
after i finish ya
ya cant regain ya title or fame
ya know the name yosef comin' mo explosive
than Saddam droppin bombs
no harm done to me
hold ya hands in a circle and repeat after me
"yosef the magnificent"
none can surpass or blastme im see through to ****** that try to talk to
me with that ******** save tha soft talks i send ya to hells pits
with no remains and blood stains
on the concrete mayne
i got multiple domains without pushin' an ounce of ******* no pain no gain yea my words insane major like pain
all ya need to do is remain
calm and cool as the pistol to ya mouth makes ya drool
ya know the rules
**** you pay me cant slay me i was birthed in another dimension
sent back for the mental incision
like ISIS got these *** *** emcees in a crisis
now check my ices
rolex pushin' a manual fully loaded lex
180 on the dash fast cash leads to a crash but im too smooth move pass
the crowds
im rougher than a diaper rash like Johnny Cash
i dance in the ring of fire
Hip Hops Resurrectin'Messiah ya need Higher
Learning as im turning
the page the **** got me in a rage
these ****** aint spittin' nothing they in a daze
when i shine i burn em harder than a sun beam rays
even if ya had 50 aks
pointed at me it still wouldnt penetrate me im untouchable incredible
sources credible
game hungriest so yall edible
if ya sold ya soul?
ya still couldnt floss like me
shady two point o the Rap Cypher Chief
bow down ya ***** bitchess!!!!!!
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
One here's come to the two
To the muthaphukkin three
Gangsta in me far from empty
I stay on fool quick to serve
All adversaries with tool
After I smoke you
Dump on you just like trump
Bankruptcy part two
From begin to end
I'm in it to win break all the shells
From fake *** storey tells enticing he'll
Got homies in the joint laughing well
Black and Latino nation soon to rebel
If a million stand tall
How can they put us all in jail
So I'll cast the spelling pen
Makin a G putting my nuts on ya chin yeah
Ya couldn't shoot at me
And not expect a come back
Fool I'm from the hard hood
So I bomb like Bagdad
Run for cover
Cuz Yosef kills like no other
Stuck up in a daze yea I'm in a maze
Feelin good cuz made a pay day with an ak
Like dilinger gun slinger don't call me ******
My images is bigger bigger
Like the sound of my trigger
Hates never loved us
***** wanna **** us
Can't believe in emotions cuz they hard to trust rusty me
Naw never thAt I just wanna see ya back tore up from my Mack
Eleven sendin souls to heaven
We can't talk *****
Not talking bout Tevin
So this is ya end send ya prayers
Cuz ya still gonna bend
With muthaphukkin nutz on ya chin
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
Folks gather around
Theres a new sheriff in town
Me the one and only
Yosef coming explosives
As land mines keep eyes on one time
Time to shine like im glo mo
Blastin' guns at the temple's
Of the po pos
It dont matter as long as
I see the blood shatter
Make ya dreams shatter
When im on the mic i taster
The beat
Givin' total disaster
Im an F-5 tornado
Rippin' up **** everything is a target
The bars get
More ruthless
Knockin' out ya dentures
Leave ya toothless
Now ya talkin with a lisp
I burn through souls
Like an eclispe
Its total darkness
Make way for the king of the jungle
Born to rumble
So you critics can talk loud
But all i hear is mumbles
They crumbles
Like cookies at best they just rookie
Rest in peace to tookie
I crip walk and blood walk
Cuz we all one blood no crud in my eye
Cuz i never cry
Or laid down got many in a frown
Blink to fast and there will
Be a pistol to crown
Now let me see you smile fools
Talkin' loud but cant talk
With death in yo face
After the paper chase
Naw forget it i *******
Out the best and still couldnt get admitted
To a studio **** the rhymes and the fore play though
Im tryna reach your conscious so
But most stuck on nonsense
Day dreamin' i got the triple beam and
My guns be tag teamin'
Cuz they dont bust solo
So when ya see me holla bolo
So i can break into a cover
No other
Can lay it down quite like me
Im the really only emcee
Left this is my life and death
And if you got beef
Come with it come get it
But it will go stale
Got ya confined in my cell
Therapy
You cant **** with me
Im ghost
Cuz you know ya cant see me
Biaaaaasastch
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 9:32 AM UTC
Hark! These creatures of catacombs
Furrows and the weeping ribbons
Forsooth great beasts took a turn here
When the mind accustoms itself to violence
It bestows it….broken as the temple falling
The sword by Israel's cry!
Ghosts of the borderline!
Ghosts of the borderline!
Traumatic as hymens torn
By hands unclean by demons born
The ***** twas not consenting forlorn
Too many nights passing to the dawn
Allow when Yosef comes, his predator expression
For my milk drop flesh, he claims doth conquer
The chains of slavery he forged by Irish blood
Born from the veil of wedlock
Out of sullen sin, between husband and mistress
He took to which he hath none
Purple hues adorn the shoulder
Bare before the creases of blood
These years could not tamper the memories
So in night shade, among the ghouls
There is a hovering silver sheen
Groped by the tiny digits
I shall be its sheaf
Psychosis the cascade of reality
The distortion of time and space
An all hallows eve, the sabbath of subconscious monsters
The manic and depressive are the swinging of the pendulum
And the ****** of thy hand is the dawn of God
I fall, the intoxicating pearls down my throat
Reek in my blood, Jewish blood, Welsh blood, tainted blood
The dizzy fortitude to collapse
Will alter the reality and silence the darkness
Of faces disfigured, in death they have no stance
Thus my torment hath come to end
I give way, the sweep of the fall
Fall onto my sword…
Away from the worlds of disturb content
Away from the sacred flesh scarred and mangled
Away from the deep cavern of endless thought
To God and to my ancestors, who saw with no eyes fit to see
But see nethertheless my frail state of a tipping scale
I fall onto my sword, distressed as Saul
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 3:45 PM UTC
there you go yosef
with that stupid flow
that brings out the hoes
cuz they got exposed
dont give a **** about the studio
or movies they show
tryna get me bent in the system lyching
****** mentality in reality
expect a fatality .if ya try to battle me belitttle me
made a g gangsta at the start
got no heart cuz it fell apart
once i got marked
son of makaveli
nine shots across ya belly
now ya body bleedin red jelly
country as nelly ghetto like rallo
suckas tried to swallow
me but im too hard to touch
cuz this world i clutch
with my own bare hands
just a nother common man understand
i was made to **** this mental slavery system my minds gone
get my blaze on while busting raps to this song
so im just lettin ya know if ya wanna go
to another funeral
sit the **** back as i go
slow flo
like Pac said first there's pleasure
then comes the pain
sunshine from thunderstorms of rain
across your brain
I give ya that raw ****
that you don't get from the pulpits
nothing but puppets
who follow man made rules
**** the rules I brought my own
along with my tools
tryna eradicated the double R dynasty
y'all can find me
in the hood puffin Mary
kind of scary I envision myself in a cemetery
foes grow worry once I let shotsoff they buried
death carried
there's souls to unknown destiny
who wrecking in me?
it's the Don coming back as the luminous
plus my ammo weighs a ton
I shine like the Sun as I glow
sick flow made for the war
I gain joy from gore
left ya body permanently sore once more
got many troops in store yo
talkin bout there Yosef Go'
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 11:20 AM UTC
I remember when I used sit back
My Ol man used to push it in a Cadillac
Clean with the Royce grill
And quick to make ya blood spill
Out for the ****
I later learned how to deal
My mind focused tryna reach a mill
Ion got a five thousand dolla medallion
Keep cutie on my wrist bad *** stallion
Black Chinese and Italian
Is here mix hittin licks
**** that ******* got me almost bent
But gotta shake off this love spell
Cuz I'm all about my yeyo
Boats by the sail sailin through hell
As my trunk wave
Side to side
Keep ya distance
Cuz I got ******* in the back of my ride
Check out it's that Mr Yosef
Kin to Lucifer a rebel
And no stopping me
I'm coming down reppin the Brown streets
Packin heat like a dessert
And I'm shooting so muthaphukkaz
Can hurt doin dirt
Putting in work see the beautiful perks
I made out of pushing dope
Now everybody on my team making cream
No haters could intervene
I'm on the scene
Gotta give it up to my homie watts
Makin dope beats puffin sweet
And the boogie don't stop
Check my four hop make a *** stop
Fillin up like a super unleaded
Fill up her gas tank down the *****
Then commence to mix a drank
Got the prometh and the sprite I'm in a lean wayy back makin stacks
Now how my grip slide
Chill cuz I got cocain in the back of my rideee
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
yea i got young honeys
that sell me drug money
aint nothin funny
******** like Gunny
boys intervene leave they necks runny
it dont matter the time crime
down for mine everytime
i pull the nine flat line
or machete
chop ya up like spaghetti
thwy wasnt ready
for yosef coming most of
rhe lyric so funky foggy
ya clear it periods
they cab see me drug slangin
mute those who lippin
tippin on my qs in case of set trippin
load them clips in
call a few of my partners
or disciples in
after couple shots of hen and gin
we put an end to sin and then
theyll remeber
the yosef cold as the december
month pull stunts
stay skunked and drunked
almost dunk
my mind into a pit of hell
my story neva fails
if ya crosss ill still prevail
living well
lookin for ghost to
come out they shell
ya cant bail im on ya trail
sell yeyo
cuz be fienin for yummy
crummy
for the love of that moneyyy!!!!
Foe the luv of them greens
**** and money
Got me chasin fantasies
I'm stuck in a daisy never me lazy crazy
As can be put yo chips my chips in
An nd together we could be rippin
Up mics smokin em like pipes
My yearn for these dead presidents
Might cost ya life and you'll be
Living with dead resident never hesitant
To make moves to show and prove
And you know who?
Be coming with 64s top low
Haters stay low or embrace the halo
Luv the smell of yeyo
To my nose takin major blows
Quick dose of reality my locality
Be in the pits of hell o well
Take a trip wirh me as I sail
Through ocean of money
So fools don't think it's funny
I'm coming up quick with them knots
Sells from fat rocks
Cuz I Be itching for the luv of the moneyyyyyyy
Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC