Felo-de-se
Felo-de-se
oleeee jakie Felo-de-se

Stop talkin to me
Shut the fuccck up...b!tch

Empty parking lot with nothing but wind hovering/
nothing in backseat but interior covering/
thinking and rethinking sweatin...I've stop blinkin/
and every thought of wanting to go on is now sinking/
Stop talkin, just don't say sh!t to me/
(listen u, just quickly do it submit to me)/
Fucck you I wanna rap I wanna be emcee
I wanna have a life I want the fucckin world to know me/

(Felo-de-se)

What the fucck does that mean
I want leave this lot and go back to my daily routine/

(and just what is that Jakk killin people and breakin dreams/
torchering people and families for your own financial means/
you stand tough on the corner with that pistal in your jeans/
and build these hidious dangerous people we call fiends/)

What u talkin...what...what r u sayin/
(oh you don't know close your eyes and understand/)

His eye lashes connect slowly yet closing his eyes/
feet flat on the floor his hands stuck to his side/
Is he dreamnin? all of these hidious people covered in sores/
Killin,robbin, and rioting streets whose responsible for?/
their skin bleeding and pealing or did he scratch it that way/
God can only explain why their decayed but walkin his way/
their ringwormed to pieces from their neck to his dome/
no more please.... stop it!.... I wanna go home!/

(look closer Mr. Keys and explain it to me)
Who the fuccck is that Its dark man I'm unable to see/
(look harder Mr. Keys look harder than thee)
Fuck no, fuck u, my God that can't be/

(Felo-de-se)

Thine eyes open cheeks streaked with dryed tears/
mouth glued together the creator of his own fears/

(what goes around comes around who said it?)
(crying) my father
(therefore u become a loyal victim of your own product/)
but wait there's a way to have this resolved/
conclude this episode and have your future dissolved/

(Felo-de-se)

but what does that mean

Never mind that give me the.....
(....it's in your hand)


Str8 Jakk-it
++Greenlight ++


man is left in a empty liquor store parking lot with what appears to be his brains splattered on the drivers side window. His hand barely supporting his weapon of self destruction as his lifeless body slowly falls into the passengers seat .

See this guy is demonically possessed with a sleeping disorder in which he would walk and talk in his sleep...sad to say he fell to sleep in his car while his wife was in the liquor store...doctors warned her not to leave him alone...but she thinks to her self it will be only a couple of minutes...it took her longer than she thought and as result of disobedience she comes back to her husband's jeep to find the most grusome act of self destruction she'd ever witnessed.

upp'in for final feed backa nd flow and throw back since they sleepin on me