yea.... lets get it crack'in...

After peepin ya drops... i knew this could be written in brail...
Please wit this stop!..
I leaves em in shock like when kanye past 50 in sales!!...
What im spitten is truth it's a givin how Ran rippin this youth...
He'll never receive an award...
His illest plack is black n attatched to a chipped tooth...
Flip proof he's wack... Let R.V witness him get dumb blazed...
His verse's never improve..
Replacing Rosie with Whoopie was more of n upgrade....

overseas or at home im gonna hold my own....
stricken to solitude many weeks im bold to die alone....
flows still stuck in my head venting free of emotion...
a steam of comotion causes me to bleed thick like lotion....
wont get sea sick to my enemies shit trying to take me out...
and a daily im trying to make a living surviving lives lessons in route...
the test is big but i'll run threw it like its thin in for the win....
flipping words in this session freestyling clean with the methods so grim....
obsticles in my way so im moving tactically out into position....
ready to engage with force contacted oppression with little or no supervision.....

ehhh something quick....yeah!.......~1~

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B.E.S.T.....HAHA

story telling...

you know i got a little girl am im getting older...
now having a little man and my heart getting colder...
feel like im complet... guess my life gonna be ova..
im trying to get a crib, to have a place to hold ya...
i know you gonna be a little soildger and hold it down...
but dont make the mistake daddy did and put holes in clowns...
thats just a legal system thats trying take me for now...
dont think like me and smoke and sell them refer pounds...
or take from the rich in the street and be so proud
then talk about the crime sceens and be so loud...
they may be your 2 best men but 3's a crowd...
you dont need to learn how friends can be so foul...
i know you gonna attrack them hot sexy lady's...
but always strap up.. no needs for deases or extra babys...
always keep ya head up and stay on your focus...
cuz even them fancy store's i'll sell you something bogus...


there a couple things you need to learn...
how i struggle in life but prouds of the things i earn...
knowledge is power and these are thing u resive in return...
to improve and proceeds to yern for the top like under-sea worm...
your my reason for living... the light of my sun...
im delighted i won... and got my goal at the end my inspiring son......
yea... my inspiring son...
repeat 2x


i think i'll add another verse to finish it....

noting like my old self more of a true story telling type thing....
another verse will be add it soon thou...

the beat im useing for this is called: dj drama - The Art Of Story Telling part 4. ft outkast & floetry...

man listen its like,
everybody want try'in a cop a deal... but aint got a squat of skills
mines quickly accelerating pass yours like a copper wheels
why join gangs to pop a steel... run a block then squeel...
let me tell you how i fucking feel... u'll get stomp on like grass in the fucking feild
i would put money on ya head.... but you aint worth a month of bills
your spit wouldnt shock the world if you filled ya mouth with ells
you would get pop like phills... eat ya food then toss you in the trash like i dont want the meal..
but i want mill.. plus more till my account tell me that my bank is fill
never would would i send my younges in the street with a shank and crill's
you just gonna be guess like that show if you should make the deal
then get busted.. tooken in cuff and let these pigs take they feel
that's the type of shit that makes me eel...
till then i gonna be with the potatoes till it have to peel
giving you small fries a 4 pc's like a happy meal
you dudes is feather-weight dont make a mistake hesatate
am quick to pull out and show how ya body can levatate
once you get rip u'll never look the same like leather with tape
killing you would be faster done then a love letter to make
i love sending bate.. geting in a nutro ground and tell'em to wait..
then pull out on you pussies and send bullets to mate...
i cant wait... till the day i dont have to vist it another wake...
or till someone catch me sleeping and i dont have to wake... YUP!!!


fuck being to real... i rather hold 2 steel and show'em the true deal..
i stay on my toes like shoe-heels...
and wont quit till my head coved in platnum like dru-hill...
iced out ear-rings aint the only reason i need 2-chill..

nah nah let me stop lol.....
still need to brush the rust off but its gonna come back soon enough....

whatever i spit its odvious the street'll love me...
and if they dont its odvious the my personal haters...
but no-one can debate us... 300 J.G the greatest...
we make face lift and we dont use blades or razors...
im hot now like i player for the blazer..
each one of my verse you couldnt whip out with an eraser...
there noting you can do to amaze-us...
you wouldnt have a striking chance with a weapon from dark-vader...
and dont let ya face grace us with out expecting a fight..
my niggas use to taking you outta " myspace" like we found a new site...
what the fuck you dudes is smoking?.. lets me open he's wind pipe..
you fuckers verses wouldnt take flight tides to a thin kate....
ya mouth i'll get hawk-split outline and chalked-quick...
that'll leave you box's up like some valentine chacolate...
im not bralic but i hold weight... so it's whatever you call it...
an i never seen a dude take to many shot without being a alcholic...
my ocean flow open doors like raided rooms...
and you aint gonna sell out quick just cuz you rushed ya album and made it soon...
guns sound like a major boom.. i'll lay the bride and slay the groom...
so i played he dooms... but thats cool.. cuz like broken cd.. HONESTLY who the hell will play ya tuns....


just a freestyle...



pt 2...

i gotta keep going and keep showing ya thats this aint a game...
but you dudes hate like racist folks,
....when we living in colors like marlen and wyane...
parten my slain but thats how i do my thing...
and stay away from gold diggers,
... cuz like chinese meals... i'll clip off a chicken-wing...
never take a risk at the ring... not knowing if ya opponit sharp...
an dont catch feeling... cuz u'll fall to your death like owen-heart.. ( R.I.P)
let me take a moment of silence....
....
now a days dudes think you'll sell record by promoting the violence...
thats like owning a salaon an taking away the skill's from the stylest...
that type of shit i'll put the ocean to silence...
i wounder if the dude who created guns can honestly say he's proud...
let he's family get killed by he's invention and see if he can ^^^ say it loud...
mother i know you struggle to keep clothes on my back...
and all those story i told you before wasnt all fact's...
but you always was there to strighten me up when i went off track...
you knew your son would one day turn himself into a man...
but you didnt tell me i would get jump by dudes by the van..
but danm.. how can i hold you guilty...
when everytime i explain how u was the words was always filithy...
and you was the one who spend the night at the hospitol when dudes nearly killed me...
so if blood aint thicker then water.. then i dont wanna be a real C (crip)...
i gotta lay-down fact's so you can feel the real me...
been throu struggles... had my gang wars... been in and out of cuff's...
lost my BEST-MAN (R.I.P).. shit had me like WHAT THE FUCK...
had my child taken away then got put on child support and stuff...
fought my way back into her life.. got a 9 to 5 with memories i wish never happen,
.... NOW YOU TELL ME IF MY LIVING IS TUFF...
YOU DUMB FUCK'S GOT IT SO GOOD.. LIVING IN AHOUSE YET CALL IT A PROJECT..
BUT IM NOT SEEN'ing YA MOTIVE LIKE REALISTATE MAKING NON-CENT...
YA NEED TO STOP WITH YA NON-SENSE... BITCH IM SAD THAT I LEFT...
YOU GOT CARS AND MONEY AND CLAIM U BUMMY..SHIT AM I DEF?...
I GOTTA BE DREAMING... CUZ IM NOT SEENING YA PICTURE IF YA HAD IT ON HI-DEF...
ITS MY GUESS.. you just wanna purpertrait the image of my STRIFF....
BUT I GARUNTY YOU WOULDNT BE ABLE TO MAINTAIN LIVING MY LIFE!!!...
YOU WOULDNT BE ABLE TO MAINTAIN LIVING MY LIFE....
YOU WOULDNT.....


R.I.P TO MY BEST MAN... - T-REX.... I MISS YOU NIGGA!!!!....
NEVER? FORGOTTEN ALWAYS REMEBER..
TILL THE DAY WE MEET AGAIN I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU DOWN IN MY HEART...
TO THOSE WHO CAN RELATE A BIT I FEEL YA PAIN AND STRUGGLES BUT WE GONNA MAKE IT SOON YA HERD KEEP YA HEAD UP HIGH AND DONT CRACK UNDER-PRESSURE....


RANSUM...
300 J.G.....

this shit is almost like a knife in my front when i'm gettin 5 and 25's
and it's like no matter how tactical i am he see me and i'm gonna die
eventually so fuck it, all this beef i love it,
how i can risk my life overseas see this bullshit drama and feel above it
like chip, hurdled the cow -chips and landed in enlightment
learned to take a man's life and how to stop all of this fightin shit
and when i have a bad day, instead of spray i could be writin shit
and if i set a good example my son might end up tryin this...

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

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