Just a bit of the new shit

Breaking off
Yall can’t see me I’m fly mother fucker I’m taking off
Now breaking balls
All the hating and the rating yall mother fuckers should just save it all
Now take it all
When I ball imma rob all of yall like a boss then skate you all
Crazy broads 
Just take it off, here’s a napkin ya bitch wipe the makeup off
I’m going in!
Extinguishing extinct throne holders not reliqushing
IM Sinking in
Every single is
Pussies singing 
With a pinkish tint
So fuck that shit 
Used to love this bitch
But that hoe drove me crazy
They loving it in the pub-I-lic 
Got me zany in the brainy like a fucking beaney baby 
Im crushing it
I’m killing it 
They hate me but yet can’t fade me
No buts no trust no love just lust,
With Cloud 9 no maybes 
We passionate
We after it
Tip your lid for my goals like hat tricks
Im laughing shit
No passing this
Scream Go Daddy! Danica Patrick 
Girls hips don’t lie 
Moving like shakira dat girl is really something
I mean her ass is wide 
Like a kick from Cundiff I be Tony Romo fumbling
We saying we aint playing 
But we aint staying……..
We stay stunting
Hate to say it but we Chris Brown
Beat the pussy up than we run it

GrandmotherFucka (unfinished)

M.O.
You lookin at the most hated
Integrated, always blazin
Blow out an o after m wait then
Put an a in front of the like a 99 ratin
Im the the favorite
Your light faded
And my flow so hot it can't be shaded 
Every girl is infatuaded
Off this shit that i've created 
They say my generation is an abomination 
To this obama nation
Ill have any color house shakin
Cause the bombs that im placin
Blowin up this shit i got their hearts racin
Have a breakdown and start to panic
Sittin is the only option since i can't stand it
And a bitch is just a dog so i say lay down i demand it 
Just playin im just sayin
Im spittin and fuckin right im sprayin
Make it wet down town it looks like its been rainin
So again im just sayin
This bed looks nice to lay in
Once i beat  i start my day
Take out anyone in my way
Rappin as im hittin a j
I got high hopes like  harry k
And im outta here but i gun down  home plate
Im not safe, my mind is out of control 
Ill put an x on a track and make it roll
Stop drop and pop lock it gettin low
Ill do this game dirty like a fuckin hoe
I fuck it so hard i have them all cum back. for mo
Money no problem 
Mr holmes status this rap game i solved it
And if you throw me against the sideline i still caught it
Steal your summer love they call me mr august 
Then she gone by september cause then i gotta trip over it
And fall best overall 
Noone Better Association is the way i ball
I cross you up that you can't even crawl
Cause i tore this game up check the blood on the chain saw
Never will cook me motha fucka im too raw 
Don't put me in your kitchen i'll send you right to hell
I kill so smoothly hiding behind these shells
Not a rumor but more like a secret you can't help but tell
Sicker then ecoli, when you hear my name it rings bells 
Not big im macho
Cut they hair-is off no eagle will fly to toronto
I take the saftey off the AK and light up your condo
Now roll up another L vamonos and make it pronto 
Ill always stay green pass me the dutch like rondo
Up in the sky is were i prefer
So cold im why gucci says burr
My lemonade is better then any mix you could stir 
Make bitches call me sir
If you don't get it on the floor then ill rothlisberger her (oops)
Shit wait 
The only thing i raped is this mix tape
I heart R X will turn golden like tate 
Its fate your gonna want to remember this face
So if your down to make billions you came to the right place


Sole Purp:
Pulling out all cards call me gambit,
Cannot stand it, in a frantic,
I’m a manic, time to panic, 
Fakers vanish, living lavish, 
You just average spitting static, 
Throwing temper tantrums,
Cause I’m way above standards, 
Ill toss you in the Atlantic
Say I’m a disgrace, I’ll go ape if I get a taste of thurs, 
They in my face I’m outta space, bout to make em see sturs,
See I laugh, they attack, it tickles my fancy,
They unprotected well then fuck em better have a plan b,
Their bitches flood our feet, thinking they queens like Latifah, 
But fuck it that’s why we wear socs higher then wiz khalifa, 
Now the sleepers dozing, trying turn em into believers,
But the trees is reeking, so we burning jay-z like its ether,
(phew) slow down take a breath, first let me express,
Fuck them jersey shore cats; put em all too fucking rest, 
Cause we as good as fucking Megan, 
If you come to our setting leave their game waste deep tell em roll the fucking credits,
Call us Jim Joyce we just tryna blow your perfection,
See there’s no resting, exceptions, we do its our profession,
Smiled for awhile, but if you wanna make it
Then you gotta go-rilla, so we went ape shit,
We’ll break in, we sick as fever, knocking out Justin Beiber,
We need Disney get em dizzy weighing down this totter teeter,
Shit, I mean teeter totter, but no one is hotter promise,
Nasty like you sucking dick and when I spit you gone swallow,
Cause to be honest if effort I deposit,
Then its money in my pocket and you cleaned out like Em’s closet,
When my lights lime, the mics mine just pass the fucking remote,
Stop the bullshit, fast forward, play the game like fucking tivo,
Powered up like peco, take ya shots like Shaq’s freethrows,
Y’all go hard, but get no ass, it sucks just ask Tebow,
Police know, we lethal, we ready to start the movement,
Next one in call me Lexington, if you wanna start a revolt
Don’t be stupid, too ruthless, slam my tank till its empty,
Cracking on the plenty of mcs, filled up with envy,
Foot on gas; push it hard, racing with this motor,
Like a pass from Favre when I get picked you know the game is over…..Fuck you mac miller


Get it on the Floor

Sole Purp:
I play the jealousy of my enemy,
As a melody in my symphony, 
Simply tempt me and I will empty,
All your thoughts of envy,
An M-V P. to all those who can be,
I’ll pot roast these suckas,
Then roast pot with brothers,
Put the game in my oven,
Let me cook ya up something,
Haters frontin and they stuntin behind the scenes on the low,
But when the race is on to go, 
They lose they legs like Plaxico,
I’m shooting past the stars cause the planets where I’m aiming,
See I know I am a star, I’m just waiting to be famous,
Just chiefing, they saying PUFF DADDY, don’t toy,
I smoke that PIFF DADDY, you proud I’ma bad boy,
I got to bounce stat,
With my mouth holding back, facts
And the best stuff on earth like Snapple caps,
They can’t handle this vandal, 
A criminal till the end, just standing as I destroy all standards…..dammit

A.K.:
Honest in the booth, I'm the truth that's a given
Opposite of politicians, destroyin' the opposition
'Cause I got a vision to deliver what's been missin'
Equivalent in rap as Jesus is to the Christians
You may think you slicker drinkin liquor bud-I'm-weiser
Shootin from the ground, to the top, like a geyser
Through the heat I'll stay the Chief, rollin' like Kaizer
Grab yourself a bun, I'm hot dawg, like Oscar Mayer
Brain's sick so I handle bars, get a grip
With this gift I was equipped, lyrically never slip
Don't do it for dinero, when you Analyze This
You a clown, Charles Barkley, can't analyze shit
Everybody know that, when push come to shove
We got these kids lovin' it, without the white glove
Twenty minutes from the city of brotherly love
My Mount Laurel brothers man, who better than us?

Verse 3: 
This is my experiment, please throw me up some samples,
Just babying these faggots, please throw me up some pampers,
Standard don’t reach my level, 
Damage, minimal, criminals, we in the advantage,
Uppercut flow, always make em throw they heads up,
Gun point lyrics, always make em throw they hands up,
All sitting down cause you know they can’t stand us, 
Number one artists, we love pissing off demanders,
Sofa chair thrones, spitting bones of the recliners,
Comfortable, find us, keep ambitions of the riders,
California Love nada, Jersey honor, give a holla,
With your bitch as a martyr, on her knees spitting knowledge,
Tyson heavyweights, stating we must bite raps,
Let em make they accusations, probably cause we rape tracks,
We got class; they playing hokey, lookey at the rookie phonies,
Break em down and roll up stogies, I got deuces on them homey….

Do for love

We roll over in the morning we all living to die,
But its fine we all together so mutha fuck a demise,
Blue skies at the crib, I got deuces on the blizz,
We all got some shit to do, just toasting for a bit,
Blowing smoke, cracking jokes, everythings so simple,
Fuck Bitches, just pussy, a man show Jimmy Kimmel,
We innocent, but we guilty, we solid and all too real see,
Our knowledge you can’t compete and you feel that shit when we speak,
And see we, held down our porch and fortressed our fort,
So if tomorrow never came the ball’ll be in our court,
We was feverish, shit hella sick, and solid to the core,
Just devilish and ain’t shit got by all us Brodeurs, 
Then the drama started swelling,
And you knew someone was telling you,
To be up on your guard, it seemed some sorta odd,
But no pause just start, we x’s in a box,
No play in our station, that’s how we played our part,
No need for wii, but I knew something was off,
Didn’t know how it was coming, but I knew I was involved,
So I’m sleeping, catching zzz’s and, it’s the middle winter season,
It’s about 3 in the morning, waking yawning to a call in,
And I’m balling, sports involvement, has nothing to do with all this,
So we stop and listen and see the walls falling,
So we sitting, reminiscing,
As my hands in clenched fists and,
I’m thinking, sinking, I’m damaged in existence,
Always wanting it more, our efforts they never lessen,
You always up in our hearts; this JAM’ll last forever,
And every day I miss you, I’m reaching up for some tissues,
I knew you was having issues, stop it I’m getting sick dude,
Why is always the question, you better count all your blessings,
And I ain’t talking religious, shit that matters when it’s hectic,
Everything’s getting reckless,
And life is throwing its test in,
And there’s no fucking progression,
You don’t even know what’s next and,
Everything’s turned around when,
Respected become the cowards,
All powers are just devoured,
It’s real time Bill Mauer,
And at this very hour,
The empire of this powder,
Gotta us screaming 9.11, they sneaking up on our towers,
Now everything’s off key, used to open up development,
And we’d all live complete to deem eternity irrelevant,
Now these lines I can’t back up, these problems we can’t tackle,
With our hearts on false start, pointing fingers like some actors,
There’s no coordinates, No fucking John Madden,
In a room full of padding, they tough acting like tinactin,
And you screaming, as they scheming and they can’t even hear ya,
I’m only a Merri man when I’m choking back that tequila,
The problems, they start to pour in,
With the tears, its pouring,
I’m cornered, fighting like Floyd is,
Its May Weather how it’s storming,
It’s done; it’s never over always after bastards,
Break the weight of my shoulders, Like I O U like Sam Bradford,
Then after, I shoot the legs from under myself, 
And look myself in this cell, I’m Plaxico, separate hell,
Now my monsters and demons are scheming over my shoulder,
And Breathing down at my holster,
They reach and it’s all over,
So in my hands as I hold,
At gunpoint of this chrome,
As sicker thoughts, trigger plots, just pull the shot and be gone,
I’m still alone, my zone, is cold and ill equipped,
I know I’m wrong, so I fold, but at least consider this,
I’m the truth and the proof is for those who’d clap with me,
Last breath is I.F., I pray to please pass quickly…..


Memorial Lane (Say you will)

I’m solo, but I’m so high,
Ache inside, with the pain in those eyes,
She used to be love drunk, now she’s sober,
I feel the chills coming in, cold is so brr,
can’t think, can’t eat, cant sleep, can’t breathe,
My mind insanity which means no catching zzz’s,
Insomniacs, no little dreams, no simple strife in,
Though it seems....wait………… so indecisive,
But I’m quite aware, that these nightmares,
Are ripping my heart till there’s no life there,
Right back where we started, the arguings all the same,
It’s retarded, I’d be marveled, if the flame remained,
Wondered when she stopped crying for me, and started lying to me,
What you wouldn’t believe is I’m dying to set her free,
And I’m talking to her, like I’m talking to you,
I wanna move, but I can’t tell her the truth….
(verse 2)
And it would seem as if it’s simple, 
A thought of her smile surrounded by dimples,
Got me crippled with thoughts of pushing a pistol to my temple,
What does it mean?
When it’s meaningless and the meaningful people have lost their means,
Living and dying on the scene, I deny her if she leaves,
Stuck, Mother fuck- caught, She screams,
She’s out, She’s done,
Take the scalpel and sponge,
Do surgeries till this hurt in me’s, 
Completely numb,
My talk is cheap,
Her’S is some sort of expensive,
I’m using extensive measures, 
To cope under the pressure,
The idea of me letting her go, 
Is ideal, but she’d never know, 
When she goes goodbye sole,
See my truth stands fo,
The realness you truly hold, 
My best friend is becoming my foe,
She’s dispersing, so I can no longer pain her,
But shit I ain’t letting go unless I’m starring down a chamber, TRUTH


Sole Purp

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