Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Converstions with Reflections


ohhhh you lucky I found GOD before I found You

cause there's just no tellin' what I was probably gon' do

what a criminal mind with evil intent and all

an appetite for destruction that would leave you in awe

leave you disgusted refusing to discuss it

decisions decisions so you decide to just cuss it

decide to dismiss it decline to revisit

the topic at hand still you making demands

what had I planned? I just don't understand

just leave it alone

such evil shouldn't be shown

let it be known

those thoughts were not my own

hand of almighty

cleansed my thoughts & my body

crown on my head claimed my inheritance

I was piss poor morally didn't make any sense

the riches that were given

spoke one word now I'm living

accepted Jesus as Savior

corrected my behavior

a creature made new

what scripture said was true

"Are you talking to me?"

"No, I'm talking to You!"

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Wake up!


Everyone is a thug

Cars, money, and Jewels

Staring at the mean mugs

Chains define them as fools

Slaves to the diamond encrusted piece

Jesus' head hanging from chains, still gives em no peace


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Hardcore Rap (Parental Discretion Advised)



(Verse 1)

ayo this season a lotta suckas taking extended sabbaticals

savage with my skills breaking competitions clavicles

labeled a loose cannon but every maneuver is tactical

think before you speak going against me seems impractical

simple minded, you think the buzz about me isn't factual?

talking wreckless about me? the reason I behave erratical

irradicating those whose lack of heart's just laughable

me and all these suckas ain't no where near compatiable

compassion shown when I dethrone the king that should've left rap alone

lacking proper ettiquette is simply something that I can not condone

had it not been known I wouldn't have blown up on these foolish maricons

but children need to be shown the error of their ways cuz I'm much too grown

the sickest of linguistics providing the feinds their fixes

affixiated with the fact that my rise to fame was the quickest

composing a list of the meanest mc's I'm calling my hit list

a massacre which I'm asking you all to bear witness

(Verse 2)

subtle with my delivery but please do not belittle me

your brittle facade of being a tough guy has now physically

been decimated and shattered into insignificant matter

and when the dust all settles I'll continue climbing the ladder

ruthless with my aggression attacks seemingly senseless

garnering attention when I'm rendering them defenseless

Apprehensive attitude coinciding with my demeanor

coincidentally I don't give a damn 'bout you either

leer jets and lambos or brothers thinking they rambo

identity crisis their mentality can't handle

who cares about your whips or the chickens you claim to have hit

it just doesn't seem legit when consistently you talking that shit

your consistency's the reason I'm advising your ass to quit

legitimacy unattainable with the trash that you tend to spit

can't comprehend why your camp ain't forewarn you of my dominance

ain't reached my pinnacle yet but peep my prominence

(Verse 3)

middle finger up...uh...never coming down

Tupac reincarnated reclaiming the crown

I rise above the rim guess we know who's got the juice now

poetic justice when lyrically I put sucka mcs 6 feet underground

dear mama I'm asking is there heaven for a G

I shed so many tears but I gotta keep my head up you see

cuz they're praying for my downfall back against the wall

I know you must be appalled cuz I'm screaming fuck 'em all

fuck 'em all watch 'em fall screamin' automatic gunfire exorcisin' all demons

the meaning is so demeaning opposition left barely breathing

the devastation that I'm leaving has you questioning who you believe in

haters they give me a reason to leave their family greiving

troublesome brother what tangled webs we be weaving

never heeding the warnings that I am constantly needing

nearing the end of my sanity with all the beef I be seeing

and I'm just pleading the Father will be leinent when I see him

Friday, June 1, 2012

Snippet...


I'm the quintessential lyricist proven to be a nemesis

Flowing like flooding waters ripped from the pages of Genesis

Remove me from the premises? Impossible! Check the emphasis

Substance that's in my messages embodied in my apprentices...

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Regrets


Saying I took advantage

You talking a different language

Tell me how the heck did I manage

To inherit all of your excess baggage

Made you perfect when you were average

Wasn't worth it 'cause you killed our marriage

Let us discuss the beef and cabbage

Seeds unborn due to a miscarriage

If I'm acting Macho, then you acting Savage

We were billed the perfect package

Couldn't sustain the devastating damage

You can't blanket the hurt with a bogus bandage

Brokenhearted and feeling abandoned

Took me for a ride then left me stranded

So confused can't understand it

How you took our love for granted

Gave you all you ever demanded

But still you a crook, you underhanded

Premeditated, which means you planned it

Thought you were deeply rooted and planted


Prove Me Wrong Freestyle

These rappers ain't real they're a figment of my imagination

Depictions developed due to drastic exaggerations

Anatomically incorrect peep my observations

Loss of patience has me disregarding previous reservations

So if it hurts biting my tongue, why bother to do it?

I live the life I speak about, your lyrics inconclusive

And that's including all previously recorded movements

Wisen up young buck you ain't so elusive

Stories written in your book of rhymes don't seem to coincide

Say you running blocks, but all you ever do is run and hide

Running your mouth, food for thought, swallow your pride

Reconsider all your actions, set your ego aside

Real men don't speak, we always move in silence

Speaking out of turn, can seldom lead to violence

And to be honest, we're honored to be labeled as tyrants

Titans amongst our clients referred to as simply giants

Ruling with iron fists wonder how it came to this

Iconic in every way take the time to reminisce

Lackluster, is simply what the competition is

Sour grapes always say that the crown shouldn't be his

But if not for me the game would be dead, you see 'cause I revived it

Took the world by storm when I arrived with

Descriptive lyrics combined with the sickest of ill wits

All designed with the mind of claiming to be the illest

Even the haters feel this, they're witnessing the realest

Catching the flu from my flow 'cause I can't control this illness

Condition is critical I'm maniacal and lyrical

Spiritually intuned yet they fear me in the physical

A phenomenal lyricist who's delivery's the meanest

On the borderline between completely crazy and genius

Peep just how I leave my audience suddenly speechless

I've claimed the crown yet these clowns still condescending and facetious


Friday, February 24, 2012

Freestyle to Common's "Sweet"


Your comical so my laughter emerges from my abdominal

I'm methodical the way I maneuver seems so illogical

The prodigal son has returned with a diabolical

Scheme that seems impossible but doubting him seems irresponsible

Ironically they're mocking me knowing there ain't no stopping me

Imagine me iconically knocking them out properly

Soft exteriors easily instilling the fear in ya

Pride runs through my interior your positions inferior

Authority figure, consider me your superior

We cut from different cloths, so don't get too familiar

Confidence mistaken for arrogance is so inaccurate

My conscious is adamant that my style is so immaculate

Imagine if you will these rappers feeling unmasculine

All because a true mc went so far as unmasking them

Imagine then their reaction when I begin the unraveling

They can't handle him, he's mastering this here art of battling

Rattling the cages of rappers begging for some action and

The vocab in my verses more holier than even the Vatican

I'm attacking them in a fashion that's displaying just how passionate

A man can get with his works, wonder why ain't no one ever matching it

Your passiveness is actually aggravating me to the maximum

I'm asking them to show you the exit before there's an accident

Or an incident in an instant it can easily become intentional

Pay attention though 'cause my presence here is so essential bro

Flowers for the dead; I'll let it sink into your head

Better off kicking rocks; throw in the towel instead

Sicker than the average mc trying to compete

I'm on top of the food chain so the weaker mc's I eat

Face it phony your physically frail and your feelings are fragile

Brutally batter any of you bastards trying to battle

Give me the title and I'll totally trample those that try to tackle

The throne that I now own, sitting comfortably in my castle