Like A G6!

ladies & gentlemen its the return of the BWE...... yep! the Best Weekend Ever! weekend of january 15-16. this one starts off at the studio where I was suppose to be recording tracks for the BoonDonz mixtape when I got the text from a man gurl and I ended up lymin with she at the movies FASTERRRR!!! lol. from the movies its on to Down Bottom where the session got pywleeee O_o session don't stop deh. after I bid farewell to she its off with the DJ to the next jam @ club Diplo where we walk str8 in to the VIP! where there was stars so SOLO! its like the night was on REPLAY! lol. shit got real poppin when I told the Dr. DJ the heal the jam with the FAR EAST MOVEMENTs LIKE A G6! =) now when my DJ took the set I had my sober girl RIKKI BOBBI actin like she drunk! o_O lol. this where we took the middle of the dance floor and I had her DOING IT WITH NO HANDS while I was swing wood like NunChuchas =) but jus cause she dance GO GO that don't meen she a HO no. so I don't know where this WHO WHAT shortie tried to turn my BONZI! into a NIKKI MINAJ so my other DJ hommies rushed us back to the private VIP room so we can get away from the riff raft so we can continue to make what had POPPIN LIKE ICE IN A BLIZZARD lol. in their titties were droppin and pussies were poppin till main DJ had to bust tru security to make sure we were ok lol. now its back to the DJ booth where every feel they could SHAKE n BAKE RIKKI BOBBI but the NY GUCCI chain around her neck let ever body kno what was really up! lol. by the time I got back my chain the heat was on and the nite was lit and I was feelin so BLACK & YELLOW all the flicks and pics taken with DJs & BBALL Mosels like Aye Jay DJ WHIZ KHALIFAH DJ DREAD RUM DJ DR. DRE DJ CAPTAIN. its like all the DJs & BBALL models were SIPPIN SIZZURP LIKE 3'6 we was ALL FLY LIKE A G6 lol

Nothing stays the same forever…..not even me Check this…check it
Something must’ve changed me, n-ggas might defame me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely I’m no longer sad, mad or angry Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this just ain’t me Mainly what do I tell all the people that thanked me Mainly those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me Motivation they was supplying me no longer providing me Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me Worrying less about the past more about the now Less about what I’m going though more about the how It’s for certain it’s been 30 years being fit for hurting Now I’m a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more It’s hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted In a house thats so peaceful that I’m trying to disrupt it Scream f**k it not because I have to but because I love it Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted Without a paddle up sh-t’s creek Dig deep and see it ain’t life it’s just me So be warned as I’m putting on like I’m deformed Only so y’all can accept it as being my norm Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a f-ck. It’s enough to make you black out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud. I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly Trying to make my girl get it she don’t know that it’s very scary But she’s a nympho she can come barely near me She still want the God in her, think she’s mary mary The prettiest bitches just want to service me While n-ggas prettiest bitches wouldn’t get a word from me Some of you haven’t heard from me, some of you wouldn’t mind murking me Found that news funny likes its stright from Ron Burgundy These n-ggas ain’t never seen dough They can’t dream though i bump into ‘em in between shows People say im emo, what that really mean though? Is though the song can’t breathe I actually make it seem so I lost loved ones because they couldn’t deal with me Cherish whoever still with me though the marriage be killed in me Normally it’s just me and my lonely mind Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine Fans recognize my misery uplifted me Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me Maybe its serendipity, maybe it’s weighing on me physically Maybe I should man up and tell GOD not to solicit me Been medicated, meditated Sedated, hated Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it Tongue on the devil’s pitchfork to see how disaster tasted Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated Wouldn’t be scared of the truth if they weren’t castrated Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me Better unconditionally love my beautiful ugly Now lemme speak to who I cater to Would you love me the same, before my weeks were not favorable Promised to maintain being unique but relatable All while suffering from a disease that could do away with you Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses Therapy over pro-tools, every word is on acid Consonants on Kush, every vowel is blunted Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert to public Had a cop us by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching This is the dam breaking, contraband in the making This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it He be trying to come over it seem like GOD

Moment of Clarity

Nothing stays the same forever…..not even me Check this…check it Something must’ve changed me, n-ggas might defame me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely I’m no longer sad, mad or angry Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this just ain’t me Mainly what do I tell all the people that thanked me Mainly those who ordain me, aside from can you blame me Motivation they was supplying me no longer providing me Jason Williams something killed whatever was driving me Worrying less about the past more about the now Less about what I’m going though more about the how It’s for certain it’s been 30 years being fit for hurting Now I’m a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens For certain, got 6 figures in my sock drawer And honestly this year I expect to make a lot more It’s hard to live without a budget when life is corrupted In a house thats so peaceful that I’m trying to disrupt it Scream f**k it not because I have to but because I love it Which makes me as fake as the puppets that I speak of disgusted Without a paddle up sh-t’s creek Dig deep and see it ain’t life it’s just me So be warned as I’m putting on like I’m deformed Only so y’all can accept it as being my norm Maybe I quit working on me, maybe I given up Maybe I been lying to myself maybe I give a f-ck. It’s enough to make you black out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Every day we playin cat and mouse as I watch it hoverin over my glass house It’s enough to make you spazz out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I’m running from a black cloud Tired enough for me to pass out, tired of running from the black cloud. I say it loud hoping someone can hear me clearly Trying to make my girl get it she don’t know that it’s very scary But she’s a nympho she can come barely near me She still want the God in her, think she’s mary mary The prettiest bitches just want to service me While n-ggas prettiest bitches wouldn’t get a word from me Some of you haven’t heard from me, some of you wouldn’t mind murking me Found that news funny likes its stright from Ron Burgundy These n-ggas ain’t never seen dough They can’t dream though i bump into ‘em in between shows People say im emo, what that really mean though? Is though the song can’t breathe I actually make it seem so I lost loved ones because they couldn’t deal with me Cherish whoever still with me though the marriage be killed in me Normally it’s just me and my lonely mind Everyone storm is different so this forecast is only mine Fans recognize my misery uplifted me Shifted me to my epitome, guess the curse is a gift to me Maybe its serendipity, maybe it’s weighing on me physically Maybe I should man up and tell GOD not to solicit me Been medicated, meditated Sedated, hated Character assassinated, all theses years I masqueraded Hard headed, if it was on my mind I had to say it Tongue on the devil’s pitchfork to see how disaster tasted Rap is fabricated, rappers are so exaggerated Wouldn’t be scared of the truth if they weren’t castrated Grab a mag, spray it, surrounded by people to shoot it before me Better unconditionally love my beautiful ugly Now lemme speak to who I cater to Would you love me the same, before my weeks were not favorable Promised to maintain being unique but relatable All while suffering from a disease that could do away with you Poetry on the beat, spoken-word for the masses Therapy over pro-tools, every word is on acid Consonants on Kush, every vowel is blunted Highly wanted this whole organization privately funded This is bigger than the Eiffle, this is alert to public Had a cop us by our tunnels and our bridges with the rifle Sentences meant to stifle, this is a man aching This is the dam breaking, contraband in the making This is panic unveiling, got potential but I never met it.