Started rapping about September 2004, but I'd been writing poetry for years and done text battles on rap boards once in a while. My content is far from what most females "in the game" speak on, I don't talk about Gucci and Prada, or sex all the time. I keep it real and talk about issues that are on my mind. Things that are going on in "MY" life or the lives of people I know. To me, it's all about keeping it REAL and elevating so that you can be at your best and I believe I'm well on my way to doing both.
Lyrics
when a nigga talkin’ crap, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he sick but can’t rip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
wanna clap at ya back, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he quick to pull the clip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
ya’ll better slow ya roll and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout screw
we throwin’ dice on ya life cuz yeah, that’s how we do
you FUCKs finnah feel this like you got all ya senses
cuz ya franchise is weak, time to shut down ya business
ya’ll talk all kinda shit, but can’t back up the bars
I’ll blow ya insides out like a Cuban a cigar
you ain’t safe when the niggas bum rush ya house
put the barrel to ya mouth, take ya spouse and be out
let ‘em handle my light weight cuz my squad is the truest
see the fear through ya soul, cuz ya body's translucent
ain’t gotta hold the heat, cuz yeah the goons’ll do it
so when I give ‘em the word even the brauds get to it
the kind to give ya family a reason to miss you
see these days all you bitches be softer than “Scott” tissues
in the circle of the best yeah the chick is regarded
while I’m movin’ up the ladder, you still right where you started
when a nigga talkin’ crap, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he sick but can’t rip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
wanna clap at ya back, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he quick to pull the clip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
when a nigga talkin’ crap, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he sick but can’t rip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
wanna clap at ya back, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he quick to pull the clip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
carrots and brains for the stew cuz I’m eatin’ these dudes
if you don’t know how I do then I’ma take you to school
I’m leavin’ ya six deep, so ain’t no need for the hurst
before you bitches cross my path, look both ways first
it ain’t Kool Aid on my lips it’s red from the blood thirst
prepare ya ego for the best cuz I’ll assure you you’re the worst
fake niggas is “NuSense” yeah that’s subliminal papi
pull a disappearing act, all I want left is ya body
ya’ll be talkin’ all that shit like you some FUCKin’ rap Gods
go hide behind a body guards, you bitches ain’t hard
you FUCKs with “aka”s in an identity crisis
FUCK gold, my soul’s platinum, I’m above “King Midas”
got the bitches on ya jewels, now you think you got the tools
put a mic in ya hand, now what the FUCK you gon’ do?
can’t rhyme with the baddest, I’m as hard as a diamond
see I’ll beat a pussy up like a dick to a hymen
when a nigga talkin’ crap, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he sick but can’t rip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
wanna clap at ya back, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
say he quick to pull the clip, you let ‘em know…this ain’t that
