im too laid back to sweat **** you say
i have a prefereance to be thuged out
clothes you wear are a shame
five dollars and a joint is all your worried about
it makes you think your part of the game
i think about big bucks and fat sack
seekin fortune and fame
you can always find me packin a gat cause im knockin *****ass fakers off while im steadily stackin game
i get lyrical when i want someone to feel my pain
but you dont matter cause i know you dont understand change
your stuck on the how tos and has beens and your nothing but a stain on my lyrical suspense on where to get ****ed and when to make a stand

What's a matter
There Stunt
Got a few
Sittin..waitin

Cat got your tongue
Eatin dung
But yo
Don't be hatin

Quick as he can
This old man
Writen lyrics
As he gets 'em

So don't grovel
It's not a novel
We can't ALL
Be Solzenitsen

o god lol look what i have created, glad u guys are having fun with it.

look im not much of a thug
but ido stunt in lugz
1 wheel on the bike, ppl thnkin im crazy n on drugs
got your girlfriend showen the jugs
if a dude act up i put some fist through his mug
give his gf's arm a lil tug
by the end of the night ima be gettin some hugs
under the bed sheets or on top of the rug
if u want it u get it
if i talk it i did it
if i spit it ill rip it
**** can burn so bad
like a round from a mag
catch up to ya later like a turbo with lagg
leave u wrapped in a glad wrap trash bag

I subtract
How you react
How did I know
You'd get physical

As I smack
And detract
What you lack
In the lyrical

2 steps ahead of
How did old man know
It's just because you're just a punk
And you need to grow

uhuh

...and out

I'm So NOT a Thug!

Cheers Stunt!

nice

im illmatic, the flow is like a gun.......automatic, my skill is the path of a situation that is tragic.......to Mc's that lack knowledge but i acknowledge their will cuss when i spill this thrill's like a shot of adrenaline, i fill my philosophy into feeble domes, i explode and form lyrical storms that leave your body torn, metaphorical text is born ( my rhymes are the roses the words are the thorns ) the dark ages living in the dungeon underground, ghost writers lurk hunting down verses my mind hurts i take a journey inmind and music is birthed, im deep down earth my abstract mind is shadows of a nation thats cursed, i flip scriptures threw your turf, its my burning nature to destroy and rebuild , revolution is born threw the voice of the genuine

i dont like that set up, im going back to the bars version, change it up a bit and start throwin punchlines "metaphores"


i'm a Holy Sample, God's presence in my soul is ample
i A-town stomp across water with Moses sandles
get blown to shambles wit lyrical roman candles
i control and handle the Sun light like solar panels
my mind'll swallow its energy with higher folicle density
i'm an extra terrestrial biological entity
aquire knowledge of centuries to fry ya molecules mentally
telekinetikally demolishin diabolical enemies
reducin them to nothin more than psychological memories
my science towers wit giants power and iron solid identity
polish up my rifle, hidin out at the embassy
the brightest scholars in chemistry try to bottle a remedy
the most volatile virus? my scribin models the tendencies
Holocaust-Jihad/ spite the God there's a penalty
i'll prolly be committed for righteous logical felonies

i guess ill do another,

a books cover


My face, the table of contents
Expands to the prelude
Read me when I’m unconscious
Paper back rapper, not future in my horizon
All my views are muted, they can’t hear me like verizon
Flip through my pages
U see a heart turned cold
Every chapter than engages
Another story untold
White and rap, labeled a problem child
Just thrown in the library that society has compiled
They say we all brothers
But the blood has turned thin
Insecurities make us judge each other
By the color of our skin
For this I bet Dr. King would be pissed
New fad in the schools, how to slit our own wrists?
They say there aint no love, no one cares
But how can we care, when your minds not there
Because of my rhymes please don’t judge me
If u do ur minute to me, I am above thee
Gurls say they want personality, lies are irrelevant
half u girls say more sh1t than the intestines of an elephant
U say im not ur type, but I sure am sweet
Every denial I take, with the face of defeat
I accept it with a smile, but inside it rages
As if u girls skipped to the end and burned all my pages
It hurts me deep but it’s fine even though its not right
I just turn the other cheek and quit without a fight
Cuz that sh1t is below me
Dig deep to find ones lover
Don’t care to know me
Cuz u judge this book by its cover