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This page features the first single from my new album "Mysterious Wayz"
Its called "jiggle"
I am selling my cd on the streets for $5
so please support me.
I would like to thank everybody who has heard all my music from 1999-2004. i appreciate your time and support.
all unreleased work i make in the future will appear on this page.
Story behind the song
a mean marc production, good lookin on the track homie!
Lyrics
chorus:
(trouble)
niggaz on the block without their watch out.
(trouble)
broke niggaz bout to pull they glocs out.
(trouble)
ghetto bitches clucking now they bout to fight.
(trouble)
baby cee when he get up on the mic.
verse 1:
where i'm from, niggaz speak peace to their neibors with evil in their heart, you feeble if you take part.
children weeping, drug dealers gate keeping their buildings, with dreams to one day reach a million.
you can hear the groans from those who throw stones.
like an army of banshees, i'm like this can't be l-i-f-e.
but hey it gets rougher.
that's why i take hold of my shield and buckler.
for those who wanna drive me away, not today.
my adversaries, is similar to women needing mercy.
but at our best state we all just a vapor.
that's why i rep with a new song pulling capers.
competition gets trampled, on every angle.
smacking niggaz that wanna get to know my angel.
what can man do to me but try to cause trouble?
and get it for themselves when they try to pop my bubble.
dig a pit, fall in that shit, but it's bottomless.
there's no coming back for you, it be the soloist.
don't know if you notice this, but times is hard.
so i put my work in and keep my faith in God.
repeat chorus
verse 2:
i wash my feet in the blood of the wicked.
i been through the fire with no sight of water spickets.
so i can declare my strength to a generation.
who feed their minds with the wrong information.
very sure of my testimony when i spit it.
they try to persecute me but i always get acquitted.
when i show symbols the people of the world tremble.
a project nigga rapping like he from a temple.
my strength excel, while hustlers make sales.
you rapping ass niggaz get robbed for all your mail.
don't kill the messenger, just post bail.
you fucking with a higher power, you gonna fail.
you obvious jerks, hate my marvelous works.
cause i benefit from my lyrics, it's ghetto spirit.
you just a footstool, in hell is where i put fools.
you still grieving, because you know this crook rules.
just ask your girl, i smashed the world.
fuck telling lies to your vision, here's a pearl.
now admire, these wet words put inside a dryer.
to see if they can make it through before time expires.
repeat chorus
verse 3:
you give your girl rubies, she still wanna screw me.
i give your girl wisdom, she wanna taste my jizm.
i'm sorry that your man has a little dick.
but let me see what i can do right quick.
now bend over, let me grab those hips.
and touch your toes while i get a tight grip.
never slip, and a nigga love pregnant pussy.
poke your ass out, let the pussy get gushy.
now suck on your titties while i spank you with my fingers.
oops i mean hand, damn, hi ho silver!
the bitch killer, cause i kill the bitch.
watch how you shake it ma, i might nut quick.
because your butt thick and your piercings are sick.
i never seen a black girl with blue eyes, shit.
ebony up in the telly got the room smelly.
balls and clit, yes i got a tall dick.
stretch limo, nah the black one you bimbo.
all up in your garage, you thought it was a mirage.
it's not, your pussy is hot, hot to trot.
you like the way my gun smoke after i bust shots.
missed you, whoa, now my babies on your pillow.
keep it up, i'll have a daycare in your hair like yeah!
take that, no backsees.
your sex drive got me sweating in the back like taxis.
eh girl, put this in your mouth like a paci.
next time your man don't wanna fuck, just ask me.
