TERMANOLOGY - 100 Jewels lyrics

rate me

They said Im a righteous cat I write righteous raps

but I cook coke cook it to crack

thinking what kind of life is that

get tosssed in the bin never knowin when you might come back

I listen to Jesse Jack black clip in the gat

and write lyrics to the soul of Geronimo Platt

Im talkin to anyone who got a problem with that

IM everywhere tell me where you met your politian at

IM right there doin a show chain out by myself

put my fist in the air bang out by myself

thats why your girl wanna polish my knob

and every rapper in the city wanna party so hard

but before I do a song with y'all

I'll blow my brains out on the bible and call it the knowledge of God

my cousin gutter get the problems resolved

he specialize in cuttin niggas up nice and doin robberies dawg

probably y'all

and when Im rippin the gauge

you be gone in 60 seconds like Nicolas Cage

pay attention when Im rippin the page

when Im not on stage

I feel played with meticulous rage

I seen my first nigga shot at a rediculous age

before Irv and Magic Johnson was a victim of aids

cats think because they sit and they pray

because they christian they saved

till reality just spit in they face

but I'll tell you one thing when bullets start flying

jesus christ aint gonna sit in the way

like modern day slaves how we sit in the maze

wont pay your child support but you can chip in for haze

my baby momma been trippin for days

she hate the fact Im a star and model bitches wanna sit on my face

she love to see a brother sit in a cage

take my daughter away

and let another nigga sit in my place

momma told me that its only a phase

but I throw up my dukes before that I put a clip in my fade

theres way too much opportunity to sit in and blaze

its the evolution of man we been sittin in caves

before I ever had a nickel to blaze

meanin a nickel of weed

or a nickel nine spittin them strays

I been tryin to get my shit on the waves

DJ's holdin me down but never play my shit in the days

its no way that I might win with only the night spins

but but but I aint gonna sit and complain

old ???? slingin shit in they veins

they be mad as hell cuz they know it wont hit em the same

cats slippin and they chicken these days

give em a trip in the range

and they be lickin on the pickle with aids

I wish my grandmama coulda heard this shit from the grave

I know she woulda loved to hear her boy rippin this way

over the beat, life so cold on the street

you might get shot up or you can go in your sleep

to all my soldiers that die for they flag

or they die for they rag

its messed up you hadda lie in a bag

its no fair ones aint no more relyin on jabs

now its supplyin the mask and a guy who'll just blast

fucked up I gotta ride in a cab

but as soon as I get a cheque I gotta divide it in half

I feel like I should be ridin a jag

on a flight with a mag

and a 100G's right in the stash

they dont wanna see a puerto rican writin his bag

cuz what I write on the pad

get them tightened and mad

Im hyper but sad

cuz I got a lot of fame in rap

but Im back living right with my dad

Im part french part spic how racist is that

police wanna treat me like Im basically black

Im basically that

and you dont wanna talk about my gats

cuz they like Charlie Baltimore they German and black

its hard to earn but Im earnin a stack

this the moment of truth so Im tryin to write verses like that

my vocals burn set fire to tracks

they're admiring that

thats why my CD's fly off the rack

groupie bitches they be showin me love

when I roll in the club

they lovin the way that I flow on the drums

plus the way I make dough in the slums

keep smoke in the lungs

and write rhymes more potent than drugs

you dont wanna end up chokin on slugs

with a throat full of blood

you should watch how you open your mug

watch how it go down when them pistols around

cuz you can end up with a slug through your wisdom or child

bullets flyin through your kitchen and blow

more people in the church than a christening now, isnt it foul

prolly could have been avoided

but you was too paranoid

out sniffing you aint see your choices

my voice is something like Kennedy except you gonna remember me for

killin these mics not gettin murk'd up by my enemy oh

livin the life most of these rap niggas pretend to be

sellin and gettin locked up by the police and my friend will be

way past due if I lay past 2

so Im on that early bird shit grey that goose

homie make that loot

and when you baggin up dimes of dro its better to make that loose

cuz it looks like there's way more to these customers

they dont understand the agenda of real hustlers

they just wanna cop what you sell em and roll dutches up

get their mind stimulated and away from the troublesome

situations we go through throughout our daily life

which homie bangin your wife

its prolly an A you like

he wanna tell you

but he dont know how he can say it right

you'll prolly pick up a knife

and slay him that very night

then I dont be wifin up bitches cause they be trife

make you put it on the line like ghost or baby trife

get you shot up in your ride like BIG and Obie Trice

the bullets aint nothing nice

but until I see the light...

Imma lay em.<br />

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Thanks to Bulitt