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Stereo Bible



Lord help me

Who really know me

who just desert me

Them bitches all phoney

I ain't a saint often deep in the paint

Going off on a Muthafucka

Cant weaken the frame

They call me a weaklink

Hate on my clothing

Hate on my singing

Anything I'm bringing

got ya girl smiling

Phone dialing

Hidden in the rhyming

Metaphors -now silence

I taught you how to do this underground

Hustle now

Don't get too for ya britches

Stupid ass bitches

Don't even use the four track

Without saying my name

Three times like hail Mary

Ya first album was demo mang

That shit sucked but you grew through the cuts

That's a true artist

Blend it all up

Shake us it all with it so powerful written

My bible is my stereo

Back to the beginning





Lord help me

I'm a make em see me

This Grown ass MC

Producer of dope beats

That has been the soundtrack

To those who live in the underground

That knew about the journeymen

And how we built a legend how



Things exist

putting ya heart in it



But never forget

where you came from

That's a real bitch

Thinking you the shit

Cuz you smell like it

Flush that bust back abstract

Flashbacks yeah dats Wack

Why don't you be a real cat

Or the dogs will come out

Chewing up the whole track

Spit it out like a panthers gat

Take that

Splitting ya medulla

Cerebelum lyracism

To the wise

Rest to ya girls thighs

As she gets on down

All my people need to rise

All the lies fantacise

Revolution Soul



If you wanna be part of my

future

Then Forget about my past

Yeah We like material girls

Frontn like we got class

Smash Smash on the speed

Cuz I knew it never last

Like the love from a broken country

Addicted to the fast

Life running yo mouth

Not knowing what you talking bout

You looking like Palin mang- Alaska!

Who looking like Tina Fey

Welcome to the new mascarade

Ball and now you fancy me

Underage the pregnancy

Birth a way to innovate

Never making liscense plates

Cuz lies make no sense to me

So roll ya punk ass on away

The train of thought like Sante Fe



Whoa whoa whoa

Hey hey



Mea-I'm self made

You Yous a D Grade

Everything you think about

I'm a choice cut

Walk it out

Let the pain just fade

the Jay

Got my mind

On elevate

Enhance ya run

Like Marion jones

performance drug

what she loves

go into medals

All sorts of stuff

Clouding up our brain

What the fuck

negativity

radio tv

Teach how to be

A person missing

Behind them eyes

see them thighs

You see this ride

Stacked so high

Before you're the same

What you claim

I sped up my beats

I teach

You dance







The beat is the trick

To listen here

Nothing is ever what it appears

Like every canidate

Hidden agendas

Big booty girls

used to call them tenders

heart go soft

When the clothes come off

Now you doing anything

lose that naw

Like Jesse and Obama

I'm a black man of honor

Lasangna lover

That's one bad brother

Like Kwame Kilpat

Text me that

Cuz she look good

Now bring it back



She's the kinda girl that's makes

By body go and hit the floor

I'm the type of guy who go foe what he wants

Revolution soul



Put ya mind around the things ya

Thought you never ever saw

Create a world a masterpiece

The love you that you been waiting for

Exhale and the smoke dissapears



It's like the more that he studied

The more that he hated

The world is so lost how long have you waited

For realness to shine

cuz he never saw it

This ragged heart of mine

kiss me once i'd fine

Clicks didn't accept him

always felt like the victim

Jacking to a porn

Not real not living

This governments hesitant to show it's real heart

His daddy died a veteran

They still took his house

They didn't give a damn

Like the cable man

Packed up in a van

Thinking they got me damn

Living like a ghost

When got no dough

Hard to panhandle when you got good clothes

It just all happened

there ain't no planinng

He held the gun in his hand

And just examed

How the money leave the supermarket

Back exact

Time to rob it leave shit this life here Wack





She was raised a good liar

Raised like catholic

Drank like a baptist

Smoked liked a buddist

Dianetic nudist

Raw stress to the truest

Attitude like Judah

Slow down now huh

She was mad to be mad

Not knowing what she had

Took it all for granted

Like she had evil laugh

But her boyfriend loved her

Oh so much

Her bestfriend was nicer

When things got ruff

But now they got too close

Because you went too far

Shared too much

Now it hurts yo heart

He never would guess this from the start

God always test shit

Rewrite your part

Lauren hill told you if you let go she gone let go

That exfactor

How can we learn and grow

I need you like tpain need the voco

But I don't need the drama

So it's time to go

Bigger Than Chitterlings

 
 It's Friday night and cant you see
 The dream academy
 The beat
 She ready for the third degree
 She's burning up in front of me
 
 
 I come from California
 My fam from lousiana
 So yeah I like it fatta
 Peep me just getting at her
 If what matters doesn't happen
 It makes me feel like we ain't trying
 Can't be dieing we surviving
 All the odds electrifying
 Keep on riding
 
 I'm just cold in the mix
 I keep it hot up in this bitch
 This shits amazing how we freak it down
 The sound surrounds
 I wit you now
 Twisting out
 The fucking house
 I miss you all
 Like the mini bar
 So Hard to be real
 when these people faking still
 Chill
 We love to live in playland
 That's my last joke on Palin
 Im Hailing from a city called the O
 We get it cracking
 Like lashes on my grandpapa
 Give me all -or give me war
 Never saw
 so took it all
 Flipped the game and thug em y'all
 ---Cuz that's all I see on BET
 Don't sell me out and say that's me
 She feel me cuz she want me
 I'm so different from the homies
 Who don't see you from the things you do
 Speak from the heart
 And keep it true
 Ya soul can't hide
 So I'm seeing you
 The vehi-cool
 
 I dip and swerve
 The flow the ride
 Inside I feel the pAradise
 So nice to write
 A fighting light
 Tonight we burn the fucking sky
 Astroid blunts
 Exploding lungs
 Take me high
 As OJ was
 You got off once
 Are you fucking nuts
 How you fum twice
 Now they own Yo life
 It all comes around
 when she bend down
 Ass so big
 Like The roach an ounce
 Head too big like the door too small
 Bounce on a bitch
 Like Yeah uhh uhh
 I see through the bullshit
 Yo what up

Poor Mans Salsa


Don't Stop
 
 I be drinking in the morning
 Talking shit to my neighbors
 got the flavor that you need
 Like my daddies aligators
 Savor all my rhythm style
 Driving drunk and naked wow
 Yous a freaky freaky one
 Searched the world and here you come
 Messing up my leather couch
 No sitting down and waiting now
 Sell the music get it out
 So fresh and dope
 u hear the crowd
 We doin all nighters
 No sleep hangovers
 You got some girls call em over
 Damn we met in Minnesota
 Mix Bacardi with the soda
 Nothing changes we just older
 All you Haters help blow me up
 Like syrup watch you slo on up
 I'm counting all my dough up
 Twon't listen if you poor a
 Messgae up into the chorus
 So let's talk about these whore

 None of y'all really got a thang on me
 Rock on the mic and I made the beat
 You silly little fuck when I puff the weed
 Picadilly Homie u can't do like me
 I do like you
 When I find my groove
 I move so true move ya booty boo
 To all you faker non love makers
 Do you love ya family like you love the lakers
 them flags on ya car
 Boot on my car
 Looking for the meter maid
 Kill them all
 My shower is a disco
 She's from frisco
 relationship fizzled
 Blast that missle
 Up in the middle
 Wit widdle
 Now she's widow
 I kilt yo little
 memory
 So into me
 So follow me
 To extacsy

 Don't save fast food and heat it up
 ya toes messed up a midget beat em up
 Yo
 Make a show pop I'll seat em up
 Money like women never ever enough
 I spit my rhyme
 U do the crime
 I get the dime
 I use my mind
 drunk out
 On sunset
 Ill crunk up the coatcheck
 We high as a muthafucka
 Ride with me muthafucka
 Girls on girls I'm good with that
 Just let me watch and feel the cat
 When he speaks on the beats
 I'm a king
 time ain't cheap pay attention to me
 I learned my game from the streets
 Only suckas don't know how to eat
So That's me that top MC
That's me that top MC
 
Ohh -Ahh-yeah
I'm caught in the middle

Don't Stop

Food for your brain



If you could just

Take the time To realize

Everything you want that's true

And go back to just to being you



Hello

I'm just a soldier with a soul

Hold my heart real

Yeah I will let em know

Play no games no

Body takes me on the floor

I'm just

rich with thoughts

It makes you feel invinceble

Yeah The man of steel

Can't stop me still

When it comes down

She gone feel the real

If you coming fake

I'll watch you brake

Years in the game

Lord elevate

When I ride the break

Bounce ya ride on scrape

Doin what I love how I make my cake

Goin up ya nose have you lost yo way

Bored with ya life

Trying excavate

She was so late and I was so soon

I really couldn't wait

And she only wanted room

I tried to play the keys

Tried to keep it In tune

We bond in a way

But so much new to choose



We rode fly in the Stang

Chevy so clean

Barbarella was her name

Loved her like the words

That be charting my pain

Judge me by my cash

Only care about fame

Then you lost in a world

better check that girl

Don't sell yaself short

let me hit that thur

Middle of the dart board

Late night blur

When you write a rhyme

Know the power of words

I connect a generation

As I rhyme on cincapation

Creation interfacing

With this fucked up nation

I'm a happy meal

From shooting up the field

If you lose yaself

Running man on kill

Do the Morris day

And jerome here still

I'm the man of steel

I won't change so chill

I know pressure

test ya

I'm a love investor

Don't change ya

Best a

Barefoot contessa

Sunspot Jonz, Luckyiam, Eligh, and Scarub - 02/07/09
Date: 02/07/09
Time: 8 PM
Venue: Premiere Events Center
Address: 613 Imperial Ave
City/ST: Los Angeles, California 90021
Price: $20 | $25 | Ticket Link
Ages: 21+