Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Lemme Tell Ya

lemme tell you back today,
when we would chill all day
pass the weed around a few time to get high just like dre
cop took me over one night just past tribs gate
said what doing out this late
ya twelve years old and the son of a king
hell officer this is my style as a juvenille biggins livin up wild
so while ya sitting up there and I'm on my knees down here,
notice something I ain't bullshitting or spilttin im talkin man to
man, or man to child either way my life sounds wild, but these days
it's all music and huslting, ruthless breaking it down truthless, as a
youngen on the beach I was ready to die from anyguy and this why,
step to me we ain't got nothing to lose, you got a fam I got toe jam, I'm
thirteen your 26 damn, you chose, it's amazing stay so close to sand,
when yu know ya live by man and ya never live again let's this never
ends
c mon kick it with me now

yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged

could it be,
it was so so simple
, tobes rhymeing about the shit he been through
we all got drama shit me too, all I got is wishes, chillin but
we all want riches, he'll me and gabe washed dishes, chance smoked
away the pain with kisses, storm and tones gots some bitches
people like me si well music got us through
it, that and a bunch of friends to roll wit, FDP told me we ain't shit
till we gone, I think he was right, I think the way I was was wrong,
but the shit I been through, while drew blast it in my old
car sick instrumentals, dish pit travle to gravle pit drifting was
sick, by the time I went home I was feelin like 8 mile shit, get up off our
moms cribs and split, basketball well me and Emile, freestyle Alittle
bit talk shit see if we get us a deal, or aleast a record sale get
some food or a meal, hell ya paridise is so ghetto real, ya feel?

yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged

it's still for my B.I.G. my family, even through she sell rocks
somehow she understand me, it's likly, def jam will never find me,
well hey me nd tobes would dream, make plans a whole rap shemce, every
word I threw to you was treal thats what I mean, when our stash ran
low we couldn't stay clean, haha little dills still a fucking machine,
probly all that grean got us screwd me up as a tween,people like
jenessa still chill well I geuss a, sitting and laughting at us like a
fucking professior, it's still all good when I saw ocean lookin at the
ocean, what kind of potion was rohe most, astin in. his mind, or was he just
coastin on the west coast, Dori probaly miss em tI feel bad
cauz I never kicked em toast, dam good host for a youngen coming up,
and if I showed up the bishops would help me blow up like the end of
lay up, wasent for Jeff prob woundnt have work devloped, still all my
friends it ain't hard to ball but who's got our back when we fall, I
got respect and achoholl for my friends and yall

Monday, December 21, 2009

At my age?

a scyic read my fortune said I'll be worth a fortune, don't use iTunes
but rock to my tunes, singing o natural no auto tune, don't watch new
moon, used to play with runes on runescape, now I rap to beats that
you make, still I can escape, to the world I make, stopped using my
intake, smoking weed was fake, still fall asleep to the sound of
drake, will i make It well I used Si as a gate, and I'm hoping music
my fate, cauz I wanna make a million and one dollars the do it again,
gr eights ain't friends, live and love life as I roll up in a Benz,
never swich up my style fuck trends, you wont get money never get ice
never get peice,that's why I practice, be the best at this, I don't
care if u look like beyonce on her best day I don't want a kiss, see
who makes it through this!


yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged




see they wrong as the song of a champion, I ain't cussin or fussin I'm
descusing
, what we will do when e make it big like russain, came to far to die
at the bar. we stars me tobes and si, we goin to die, can't stop now,
lifes too foul, can't afford towles,



(only chorus will be used)

Who am I?

if I could start from scrach I ain't change, sane small change, same
gold chain, same meaning to gain, same fire burin in my vein, I would
do the same, cauz my additude would change, and anybody knew me, knew
cocain was intensely yet it was the start of E or me like I came to
be. to cool for school, I agree with game's rule, still I'm crul,
like crude oil, as a yougen I cook weed in foil, I was never royle
still till the day it's over, should have still jumped in the rover,
but when I became a soilger, looked over my sholder, got shot in the
heart good thing I wasn't sober, woulda been over. but I got a 4 leaf
cover, still I hold her. till I get older

(chorus)
who am I? I'm the gangster on the cornor late night lookin for a drink
or fight,
who am I? I'm that 13 yr old wanksta strutting down road, chillin with
some friends demonstrating the g.code wit my life on hold

who am I? I'm the broke down kid on the bus, like what just happened,
does this kid sell does he use is he at the end of his fuse, does he
rap, does he trap?

chapter one is done, fuck were I'm from it's were I'm going, I'm
knowing, I got future, I know it's huger, than I ever thought. better
rhymes I coulda ever thought, bigger money than I ever bought, bigger
font, than I'll ever want, but now that my friends dead, nothing to be
said, it was time, guilt still ain't mine, I wouldn't change it I know
his fine, heal with the hands of time, I would express through rhyme,
but when the bills came in and the thousand fine, responsabilty's
mine, still is, hustle till frige was full, look back and my knife was
dull but some made it, some just didn't it's just the way it is. if
you ain't in it your finshed,

(chorus)
who am I? I'm the gangster on the cornor late night lookin for a drink
or fight,
who am I? I'm that 13 yr old wanksta strutting down road, chillin with
some friends demonstrating the g.code wit my life on hold

who am I? I'm the broke down kid on the bus, like what just happened,
does this kid sell does he use is he at the end of his fuse, does he
rap, does he trap?

Dreams

dreams the thing you want but can't have, dreams to close too love but
to far to grab, dreams happy and sad, dreams, take from ghetto to dad,
hornby to Trinidad,


nas scarface and game, look all the same? all black all hit fame, all
raps are containing my brain so what I look like my name ain't Justin
and I don't know were your whore ass been, I got no love in well
withen your skin, your right biggins is livin, the forth inn'in he's
winning, but I ain't hittin ya. even if ya pretty huh, but I hold my
own, get jelous when they see me with my mobile phone, I'm gone so fast
, slow rappers don't pass, my clolor with contrast, I rep hornby and
the superstar nas, full on the gas, we will make it, acomish or task,
task force, remorce, gettin money course, hand in hand with inter
course, use the force to divorce you and the drug task force

(just so you all know the chorus will be used, and the verse is just random rhymes that cicrle through my mind everyday and will prob not be used in the album "dreams")

LIfe is mean

woke up 96 ain't bright started a light,
that might put up a fight for flight,
crash landing that bitch was a dik,
but sike back right were I left off,
i took a bite outta the oppisite knight,
suddenly fright creep into my heart,
but hieght and power made me write,
and rap confident buying some white nikes,
high as A kite,
but hey im still white,
lived in a campsite,
money in sight swag aint tight
but it was a delight to rap,
well it was alright,
well it was enogth to excite
the rudness in me I coundnt get polight
tonight imma recite raps and invite some kyrtonights, fuck snow white,
so don't fuck with lil biggins I'll make ur head rings, d d dong
dings, crazy things


a million. and one times still I drive,
million And one times still I strive,
gasoline so supreme, it's hard to stay clean
burnt bodys, open skulls, crack pips, jail cells and im only 13
but life is mean, like a killing machine
thank god for our one canteen

Battle notes

fast like alpine or out break of swine, chasing mine like 3 million
Every unit of time, in fine, so you can underline, undermine name, so
when I claim to proclaim, under my name so when I aim to regain I
exclaim my Nickname that begaun ffrom shame, little biggins is not the
same,cauz iwas framed for fame in the game, so you could say my
surname is little no lil, you can fiddle with a fiddle, or willow on a
pillow, your stuck in the middle, with intrumentals, eligedable for
electircole, be gental, I'm mental, but I'm musical, a freaking bull,
I'm never full, these words click to me it sounds sick, sick six pack,
bitches still that she call u a bitch I asked why she said ya dick too
small to pass for a guy

Saturday, December 5, 2009

better on the other side


I hope it's better on the other side,
wlhell haunts us every day here,
your death I could only now relilize,
I used to despise you. I seeyour eyes now and I see the Skys.
our care still cries .
and I still try.
I regret ,
remember that bet?
me u we were set.
you were rightyou get what you get ,
table set, bury us a g, and focus on theobject,
don't get caught in the net.
but homie imma pour one out,
in front of a bank.
that's what I'm about.
i tried and as i pour that liquer.
a candle starts to fliccer,
youd be proud of me stronger bigger,
live life on my feet is what I figure,
to get figures, ya shot for her ,
she's still high but I'm not.
still pray for what I got. your plans ,
money mind was hot,
it was a struggle to get socks,
let alone keep a life,
let alone keep a wife,
let alone away from a knife.
had no chance. chosen from the stars,
in life thats your get away car,
it's you shot at the bar,
someday I'll bury you a G.
just like me
I wanna see something heavenly,
potenialy I understand the relationship with you and me.
tupac would understand your bulred will to be a man,
ten hundred grand.
coulda died for money but hunny, it aint funny,
no cause peice of art a buetitful vase, caged.
to live and die in Van-couver,
but the cougers got ya but I'm not fased, I wanna
gase, at u in art no cage, flip to the next page.

I wish there was something I could do

woke up 96 ain't bright started a light,
that might put up a fight for flight,
crash landing that bitch was a dik,
but sike back right were I left off,
i took a bite outta the oppisite knight,
suddenly fright creep into my heart,
but hieght and power made me write,
and rap confident buying some white nikes,
high as A kite,
but hey im still white,
lived in a campsite,
money in sight swag aint tight
but it was a delight to rap,
well it was alright,
well it was enogth to excite
the rudness in me I coundnt get polight
tonight imma recite raps and invite some kyrtonights, fuck snow white,
so don't fuck with lil biggins I'll make ur head rings, d d dong
dings, crazy things


I grow yearly,
so I can see things more clearly,
that's why they fear me,
their girly,
remind me of sherly,
surely it's tarrterd on my chest
yes I'm the best,
no compition , no contest,
but only ifyou can feel
pain, the constent rain,
people shit n on ur name
when u swear to god.
you'll make in the game ,
so they gave their compasion.
no please ratsion your pashion,
but at my assanation, i'll be a savage beas
by the time I'm shunned and it's begun,
though I'd get a gun when,
a screw's lose in somebody head ,
but from what I read, the white man said
if u learn avoid the feds and you cAn draw blood red,
well that's just what I read,
your head on your bed,
and bam sleep got you again,
the evil of men.
I woulda felt responsable,
if he died in the hospital,
I wish there was something I could do,



a scyic read my fortune said I'll be worth a fortune,
don't use iTunesbut rock to my tunes,
singing o natural no auto tune
don't watch new moon,
used to play with runes on runescape,
now I rap to beats that
you make, still I can escape,
to the world I make, stopped using my intake,
smoking weed was fake,
still fall asleep to the sound of drake,
will i make It well I used Si as a gate
and I'm hoping music is my fate,
cauz I wanna make a million and one dollars the do it again,
gr eights ain't friends,
live and love life as I roll up in a Benz,
never swich up my style fuck trends,
you wont get money never get ice
never get peice,
that's why I practice,
be the best at this,
I don't care if u look like beyonce on her best day
I don't want a kiss,
see who makes it through this!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

In The End (Verse One)

doing the same thing's again,
little bit this and that and will i win,
no gat just a bottle of gin lost in wind,
i sin, cuaz i'd die for men,
and when the time comes it comes.
never have efficient funds,
but i run,
from my past,
my task, is coming from broken glass n' ass,
gotta pass to complet, wast deep,
so i wont sleep,
here i am,
battered and beaten still here i stand,
heres the grands,
i told ya im ya man,
i wont fail even if in jail,
i wont put the last nail,
in my coffin,
fuck it im robbing,
shoundn't been then,
coulda when,
i couldnt fend then,
and no friends,
it's dead,
and my emotion,
lost in the ocean,
and no men,
stand my me,
fuck it i cant see,
potently i coulda been something great Marshall or Aile!
i be, a float in the sea,
ya might care but tears in the air,
in my mind the finish line,
dont stop its time
am i scared?
of lifes bears,
but my prayers,
no matter the amount
they didnt count,
so fuck it im out

Saturday, November 7, 2009

The Diffrence Between hoes and friends

Hoes
only want one or two things
looking good things, gold or diamond rings.
not so close girl the fat lady sings
im on all the teams,
and in all ur dreams
but ill play em till they think my heart drop,
flirt everyday then ill stop,
give it all i got, full watts,
thought i singed on the dot, a tight knot
i guess not
they'll cry they'll try to get me back,
but i just walk away your white trash got smashed
cauz the next one is gonna walk into my ass soon as i pass as i pass the grass
nobody understands the actions of me,
because i can see, girls only want something to freak about unfortunately .
they notice me then i notice you,
your girl your crew, what u do with drew its true,
sluts with butts, life aint fair, you woundnt dare to have bad hair,
fuck it throw it in the air,





Friends,
so yeah theres two kinds,
one that you trust and one that you dont,
ones that you wont,
see i gotta get it,
gotta get mine
and the ones i dont trust get in way,
followin me all day,
hollow thru them yeah they cant stay,
its fuckin hard in the bay said dre,
in this place its my way, all day, your gay, ur hairs grey,
so you bitches get in line thats what i say,
if you dont understand the power of a penny, you dont hear me,
out in this city.
but the ones that i trust,
that ell stay till the dust,
and the rust of my life bout to combust,
but i must show respect back,
they're ready to attack, got my back, i got my sack they my got crack,
they know my mac, but we never move as a pack,
when you lookin at that side he comin from back,fack,
well fact is, they know i do it myself,
to make my own money and wealth,
no milfs on the shelf,
me and homies we do it our selfs

They know i do it myself make my own money and welth,

i got two lives left till my work is done,
follow your dreams for dirt my son,
in our lives we got two paths the skirt or the gun sorry nun,
so what am i too you a flirt or fun,
my work is done when i flirt for fun,
what was i to do it was the skirt or the gun, its the life of dirt my son,
this is me at my best, im sleeply and i need rest,
and i wont stop till she be in a dress, im hungry girl feed the guest,
and you could say im the pest on a test if you put me at a desk,
its not just rhymeing im the best, my skills are like a dope fest.
stop you still gotta digest, i can stop unless i gave less,
and i only give less to to the chest's of pest's guess
who i protest the worse the best thats me yes.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.


th-th-th-the empire state,
is great along with my fate, to get money or a mate,
me and you its a date, the sliver duck tape,
rubber i contemplate,
either way its the heaven gates, i await,
seems like bait, girl you lookin like a saint,
its crazy how you can be a boozer next lane a looser,
and next line you gotta choose her, ah which one,
will jump ah my gun, and what one will caught,
when the cats fought, for da hot,
but he got,one on his mind,
the rest get in line, to find, there selves in my mind and life thats mine, ya find
a few days of ya life, chasin to be my wife,
but you dont understand,
im not ur man,
your not my girl your not my world,
and i know you curled your hair just for me,
but i can see, that nowadays its all about being a G,
but currently i dont see myself in struggle to be,
what they want to see in me,but differently
what i wanna be.


(chorus)
so im rhyming and at the same time im hustle for a dime,
but my rhyme can't be in the wrong time im still not singed is this a sign,
or am i binded by mine design but my mind is designed to go for mine,
i dont know all i do is rhyme and be kind and someday ill shine.

i got 6 bricks left till my work is done,
lord ride with your son as im headin home,
i've been broke too long,
better get your money and go where you belong,
no right and wrong just me and this chrome,

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

C.M.C

mom listen i know,
i know your guilt the blame,
the pain you felt, i aint turning just strving for fame,
i dont wanna you to melt, just play game,
i know that its hard,
and i know that lifes plays a shit card,
just dont quit push on fuckin bombard,
when you where beaten and you beat,
when i was sleepin under your feet,
and when i was creepin, writtin to the beat,
you where sniffin feelin seucure and complet,
fuck your nose your six feet deep,
my sister novs coming home quick,
blinded too man shes a drone flicked from dick yeah.. 1996,
you want my dad hit too,
got another scare and its sad shit boo,
years hurt the heart then your pad quit his through,
glad im legit feel like i know kung fu,
and yes,
1996,
is a birth,
well whats worse,
losing life or living life with thirst,
we're cursed drugs sex and money im about to birst,
shortys so sexy,
son's so welthy
dads metally unhealthy
and moms still filthy
um tired of the 50's she just stole a 50,
and like 50 made it to cents to dollars,
i can make it in the rap game make a fuckin holler,

Times Colonist

yeah,
just wanna let you all know that.


dear times colonist life aint fair,
shoulda gave shit before you wouldn't dare,
druggy bank robber probably know as a player,
so i decied to share,
fought life like ride and dont play fair,
prob though the same way,
life over death thats what game say,
had his share of tight fame still his gay,
it was wrong or right i came i pay,
you can hit a bong or fight you'll feel pain be it night or day
but life goes on ya might gain or die in the bay,
all i know is we gone run this town,
moon till sun no guns hit the ground,
as his life with no fun just funds screams was his only sound,
22 years its all done you can only run south bownd,
we should have never found,
his body burnt in the ground,



yeah so like one tear one blood and one drug,
like one gear one dud and slug,
is all it takes for a man to die,
it was his no nobody can ask lord why,
but my,
idea of ikea be a be a perfect world nobody cry,
but its not that way,
so people live and die and lifes ok,
and when you gotta break the news,
its like payin dues,
either you pay or you don't,
that aint how he shoulda died his soul still won't
decisions dont make me,
its what you go through and humanely,
dont belong on islands or block D.
but me i could see but unfortunately,
i couldnt get it to stop,
it got to hot,
and now all he got is a dot on the map,
traped,
to much pain in his life,
and all he had was his ex wife,
a brown and a knife,
if thats hard core then welcome to the ghetto,
trapped in hell yet livin in a meadow,
falsetto,
wheres the money,
the renno,
and jay lenno,
cold hard metal.
so i offered him water,
said he wanted something stronger,

Saturday, October 10, 2009

One in a million

i aint supposed to cry,
then why does water come to my eye,
everytime i think about I,
cant give up i cant die
i cant figure out my,
life,
i gotta keep going,
gotta be on the right side every morning,
i cant keep my self from ballin,
i can still get the ball in, cant get to callin,
i know its just one call, but i gotta give it one in all,
its not just a love thing,
its a wake up dove ring,
why am i awake all i wanna do dream,
but it seems,
its my motivation my whole rap scheme,
i need a beam or light,
and i just might fight,
get up out the cold,
feed off my own mold,
Lord,
why cant i just fold,
give up,
whats up,
up there but where?
gotta earn that light,
gotta use your only right fight,
and push on,
i will make to a new dawn,
i may be drawn,
to the good life,
leo va ton don,
900 channels babe whats on,
leather seats, about 5 speaks, so i cant blast my beats, and listen to my song,
i will do anything for a good life is that so wrong?




I tried i tried i tried, i wanna die, and yeah i lied
i cant continue to try,
waht about the baby? your didnt raise me lady and your crazy, i work for everything i got
my skills, no deals,
I'm Real
and i am a troop wit it
you can fight like me shit
everything i got,
its mine,
i can rhyme,
i was weak but with time,
i will call shots,
i bought my own socks,
200$ burned in the pipe where the fuck is all the food,
yeah im angry that just my mood,
i am insecure i know it fuck yoiu dude,
all i got is my pride and a girl,
which you took away from me,
i though you said you love me,
you dont know me
you dont know this moster see,
whatt about the love,
the white dove,
the happy life, i coulda had a wife,
my life in one person,
you kill me,
love was done,
i didnt give up,




holla to the streets mother fuckers whats up,
everynight i would lay, cry, pray and look up,
what the fuck,
it didnt work, god turned his back,
fuck impossible i come from it,
nobody coming from where i come from can do what i do,
cant go on attack,
be the best avoid smack,
fuck your nose fuck crack,
i work for my life, they love me yeah i might be a mac,
my head is in the ground i wanna make sound,
i was built to win but born hell bound,
nobody has found,
my skill,
i have developed by my self,
i want wealth,
you can afford the pride of greatness its years of hours,
i devour because i find power
and what if he killed him self,
could i live with the fact i ruined your life,
my wife,
my only love,
she keeps me alive in the dark,
when i aint got shit,
when all i wanna do is quit,
when i sit,
and pray for every bit,
that i got,
i will strive to be hott,
what i earned is all i got,
and you try to take it away from me,
i did it all my self i got scars look at my face fuckin SEE!
im me,
all i wanna be,
is happy,


fuck im done talking

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

We are Men and We Are Mistakes

all Respect
to those who break there neck,
for money and sweat,
avoid the penitentiary,
even if you need weaponry,
and my life in jeopardy
I'm dealing with depression from my family dying next to me,
i was in the wrong protecting and redirecting is what you tellin me?
only one was arrested a beaten, im tryin so im going eventually?
i guess i should buy food in stead of giving bills, fuck in my sanity i love my family
or at least whats left,
incorparated with theft ,
take a left,
not a right,
whats right, for the easier fight you might take the right path,
use the math, pull throuthel on the gas,
fuck the past, its today and is what last's,
check your future,
make sure your beams are straight and double check your architecture,
fuck im done with this lecture
i dont with all of them fuck her,
light it up kill this "BRR"


We all got a voice,
you can ball like poise or rhyme like royce,
in my position i made a wrong and right decision i used my voice
but i want you to know i dont think i had a choice,



check it,

Sunday, October 4, 2009

I'm Fine

Everyday is like grade nine,
tryin' through a punch for the first time,
now i dont know what tomorrow brings its all in lines
of my rhymes,
dont know if i will see tomorrow but i dont do crimes,
but i will try,
my life is like a movie get rich or die tryin or crying,
why am i lying,
flyin, coastin,
roastin on the grill,
g-g-g-gotta keep it real,
you feel,
heres my life out on the table no deal,
do you accept? google me check my rep,
been happy been upset,
make it snappy make the queue,
i bet,
guess guess guess whos back,
straight to the bank like a 50 attack,
so turn it way up,
take two points like a lay up,
take to pounds shit whats up,
got luck wit love stuck,
street smarts or wal-marts,
i touch hearts thats how its starts,
with arts you can rock charts,

Make Your own world

yeah, try, try and judge me.

Ok so i wanna go,
to the benze,
with friends,
nothing depends
one thing in the air
is my music career,
and right there is a flare,
nothing can prepare for this affair,
i dare try and check him out but where,
just another millionaire,
checkin in out on the scene,
his new his mean,
dont chew on green,
and a money machine,
is all we know,
still cant find him where did he go,
and though,
life can throw,
the fucker can catch,
he cant circumvent,
man what sent,
this young buck his bent,
like all of the time all on his grind
its like a design is written in his head everytime,
his rhyme,
i want it to be mine, its prime,
his got every dime,
but crime,
dont get in his lines,
no I`m`s,
just you`s
its you,
stay true,


So now,
So now,
so now,
Let it go,
music flow,
50`s 100`s all the do,
but now
but now
but now
But now
but now
but now

Volume,
perfume,
life on zoom.
and boom,
im back in my room,
blood on the wall,
FUCk em all,
as i recall,
i was small,
Kingdom Grew!,
but nobody knew!
That HE`D make it through,
fuck those two
fuck you too,
yeah it was overdue thank you,
what is size?
he said his good byes,
these guys, F.B.I`s
told him lies,
but he remained wise,
got on his knee`s said lord,
please decriminalize
i love your blue skys
still every night he cries

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Coming Back

So i'd thought i'd come back with some fresh new rhymes,
explain these new times,
the new money the new dimes,
the the nice hunny's, my new minds,
lately,
just keepin up been crazy,
been kinda lazy, on the music shit,
but i can still rhyme one with two still cant fuck wit it,
but my flows been excellent,
but my moms hubcaps are still hella bent,
and I'm about to represent what hornby's sent,
to the cement,
from rhyming like 50 cent,
to my sports tournaments,
fallin to drugs? naw im still with PG content,
i mean like the letter that my dad sent, is what i meant,
back in the pen, so i worry bout rent,
and its hard, he likes to vent,
and when i read phrase after phrase,
i'm thinkin love musta got his through this maze,
through out the days,
I'm just thinkin of ways,
of how we never seize to amaze,
bit at least it pays,
with my Compaq,
i got contact,
to the world with my blogger and Facebook chat,
or how ever we pronounce,
the new word for being bounced,
but peoples of the world its time to announce,
the one all time winner or rap,
well i mean back to the money gotta focus on that,
gotta take out all this money and be grand,
on the bar do a grand slam,
be the shamwow guy, god dam,
is he fly? is he lost? will he die? he the boss?
nobody knows i just rep like rick ross,
frustrating i make women cross,
what i can i say its the one and only B.I.G Joss

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Paying for the Silence i Broke (beautiful eyes)

At Twelve years old, that's when me life kick in,
realize that i gotta do and where i have been,
the pain that i have caused,
laws i want to break,
i feel like a snake,
waiting to get run over by a car,
waiting for my death at the bar ,
making the best of my life till i gotta go,
cant run away when its yur everyday,
and not at night, life is a fight,
ever lasting, ringing in your head,
I'll die on a pink sheet, layed on my bed,
the things that ive said,
i look back on them now and they kill me,
be the best, stupid times kill me,
i am not real G, 
so dont ask where I've been,
with tears brings a face,
a face that was molded from broken nights,
broken lights,
broken heaters stuck in the cold some nights,
Employment is a bitch when your tryin get rich,




this is my life,
broke down on a stop sign,
freestyling a dumb rhyme,
i am done this is it,
you say you love me,
but every one of you kills,
you only give me bills,
still these cloths stink,
how bout a warm drink,
i dont wanna be a dick,
i feel like the devils walking stick,
get your fix to this,
rob a bank to this,
take a piss to this.
and contemplate why you exist,
give me a kiss,
till i am off to the war again,
fuck this man by men,
i will come home browsed and beaten,
wolves been eatin,
take the day away with some sleepin,
but the fears of dreamin,
keep me locked in hell,
and their doin it well,
in this game of life,
there aint no bell,
to save ya,
only a lower class trip to Bogota,
be aware you can still me scare right there,



it dont change your life,
on the condition of your wife,
for that the condition of your life,
now understand the race,
and i am setting the pace for under 18,
i am doing it mean,
and chasing some green,
want a big house with a very big screen,
i wanna follow my dream,
need it after the shit i seen,
its crazed i havent hit 13,
i am like a angry machine,
and everyday is halloween,
i know life as a adult not life as a teen.
as i get older shit dont change,
i dont understand why,
my life is so strange,

(Note: Needs Chorus and one more verse)
let the words that i speak be more profound than the silence that i break

Up Coming

i will not stop killin it till pac comes back from the dead,
to show us the way,
and to show us how to live our everyday,
non-stop,
just give up and drop,
and do your hater hop to the mop,
and now i swap up styles,
like i'm swimming in miles.
of smiles and smiles,
ha ha get it ok?
taking it by storm like a basketball play,
listen and relay,
to the shit that they say,
but here,
we are diamonds forgot in the clay,
but today,
I'm taking in mine,
taking a rhyme,
to express the feelings of time,
lost in vodka and lime,
mixed with crime,
the grime and slime,
thats not where i been from thats not where i been,
thats not what i wanna rap about from way within,
i wanna pick up a violin,
and take it to the chin,
but i dont have those skills,
to jump over those hills,
and make bills like beverly hills,
but I'm low like Brazil's,
economy,
but sprits and astronomy,
and way stronger than me,
well ironically,
i am fucked in the head like chronically
but sardonically,
i just wanna be me,
and i know you can agree,
i will never stop see,
i like that rhyme i jsut hit,
i think it was never legit,
i just did a whole song and i didnt say shit,
i quit

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Life is Too big (muggin)

I didnt want a life like this,
I wanted time to grow,
and i wanted time to know,
how life would end up to be,
fortunately i was quick to adapt,
I was young to start to rap,
but i had one flaw,
i was weak to my ego,
i was thinkin i had it all figured out,
man i was so dumb,
tears,
i handled them well,
saved by the bell,
but its the aftermath that makes you open your eyes,
only to show a shit path,
I'm lost,
still i try and stay on top like im the boss,
i practice and try,
why would i suicide my heart has already die,
and i handle my account very well,
untill my heart started to swell,
you could smell it from outside, so i started to yell,
i want to be the best in every thing that i try,
i will not say good bye,
and i will not get high,
ever again,
 i wanna win,





i wanna be the best a human can be,
i will do anything to not be broke all my life see,
you dont wanna fight me
and if you dont think i will,
i will break free,
of my ego and me,
i can be the best at it all, i really can,
i will stick to the life that i want,
that is the plan,
i cant get my head around,
emotions that i feel,
the life and the deal,
why i eat this shit meal,
i dont understand why i cant do it by my self,
i dont want wealth,
just mental health,
and a place to stay,
a place and time to rest without bitches chasin may.
just a time alone just some time away,
just one day,
just time to pray,

Friday, July 3, 2009

Amazing, these green things

I'm gonna put in over time,
got so much money on my mind,
i would willing always be on my grind,
i would and will always do real things,
like i am listening to pac,
thinkin about money on this pathetic block,
i dont sell crack , and i dont pack a glock,
aint to need to,
if money stays on your mind,
and you put in hella over time,
want every penny every dime,
the the sun will come and it will shine,
jsut tell me whats happening,
insects are takin over africa,
and in the NYC broke dudes will be robbing ya,
non-stoppin ya
the kids in Scotland,
are fighting for respect like blood in the sand,
so i am callin my man,
start the ciycle again and make another grand,
and money's in heavy demand,
Emile Basset,
is Drastic,
its fantastic,
I'm so sarcastic,
and MJ just Died like you where eatin off plastic,
and on jonah dont let me start,
tryin make it as a DJ like he got  the right part,
but his smart,
and he puttin in the pieces part by part,
and jethro is off tryin make it too,
but his below,
his Plato,
needs time to grow,
when he hits,
be the shit,
if you wanna know how i am,
well i dont give a dam,
i win or i dont,
and if i dont win,
well i just wont,
i am practicing for days,
and the way i was raised,
they where blazed,
I became Crazed,
And determined,
anyway that i could,
bitch i would,

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Hornby Island Style!

This is,
How we,
Do on,
Hornby,

When we,
Come up,
Bump This
aint no R&B,

makin',
Her legs,
Go up,
like cadillac doors see,

Our Flow,
Can Kill,
Like so,
Fuckin immensely,


(First verse)

My rhymes electrified,
Get your fuckin hands high,
you look like you aint shy,
and you are gettin by,
Since we over at your house i just might try,
when we compose a rap,
we thinkin like that,
and we thinkin clap,
excuse the pun,
just tryin make a million,
and as far as flow goes you aint got none.
got the flow like B Bun,
 just Tryin' get er done,
see the game needs may,
like gangsta rap needs dre,
most rappers are gay,
today i am tryin portray myself as a rapper with skill okay?
i hope you got the point,
see you jumpin off a joint,
and i'm jumpin off the point,
and I;m goin bizzont,
i dont wanna smoke a joint no more,
i dont wanna dance on the floor,
i am focused on the score,
as the beat goes on
i aint fuck around no more,



gangsta rap is wack,
elctro and hip-hop is all I'm bumpin on the track,
and Clubs are gettin sold like crack,
but see i got the angle to attack,
on some bacterial plaque,
cleanin my teeth on a internet jack,
and heres another literary hack,
off a beaten track,
now their hangin off this track,
like their hangin off my ass crack,
now how fuckin wack is that,
Guess I'm supposed to let em win,
and if they ask where i've been,
just playin my violin,
in west berlin,
tryin to find my light within,
running on a roll pin,
with my conjoined twin,
doing deadly sins,
and a dorsal finn,
writing fuck with a bobby pin,
god dam just got blazed again,
 we in a zone now,
dont ask me how,
i didnt allow,
for him to become cash cow,
only a little bit wild,
dont blame me for the shit he do,
i have to,
become a kangaroo 
and live up to,
through and through
my field of view,
but what i fell into,
was way overdue,
what are you? 
I'm sick like the swine flu,



Thursday, June 25, 2009

Moving On

different zone,
now I'm all alone,
the long times and the hard roads,
have all gone,
I'm just stickin' it out,
I'm not a raging alcoholic,
or a drugs addict,
I've just had alot of conflict,
I dont wanna get kicked,
i dont wanna be strict,
dont worry cuaz i'm going on a good road,
ahead,
will bring tears and fortune,
hunnys from Cancun,
I'll take off to fast and fall my face,
I'll always get back up,
whip off scars 
dont worry about me, you gonna figure whats up,
Deppressing times I'll have em',
and when i dont make it like Eminem,
I'll rage more and destroy them,

In this game of life,
you'll eat wil the devil,
on another level,
you cant be a winner,
just a sinner,
It's not sunny all year,
Go near, 
and whip your tear,
Life's premier,
is about to disappear,
welcome to life my dear,

This life,
This time i got a shot,
I will not fall dead to the block,
support never helped me,
I was pushed by my brain and thats a guarantee,
if you ever saw what i see,
you would understand why i am like me,
i can not change,
I've ben at man 
since seven,
If i mature anymore,
I will be so hardcore,
I wont be able to breath anymore,
i will put up with it so much longer,
I am never a gonner,
to me only life will honor,


In this game of life,
you'll eat wil the devil,
on another level,
you cant be a winner,
just a sinner,
It's not sunny all year,
Go near, 
and whip your tear,
Life's premier,
is about to disappear,
welcome to my dear,


I've been running around for so long,
Been feelin the pain to much,
Cant keep messing around with darkness,
I'm the one thats losing,
to past felonies,
Coulda gon to jail bitch please,
I would rather get on my keens,
and work everyday,
just to display,
My will to get paid,
And not to get laid,
Thats on bullshit,
same with running with a full clip,
I cant do that,
I gotta be legit,
can never quit,
i can sit with a shadow over my face,
i got a face to replace,
tobes hand me the mase, 


In this game of life,
you'll eat wil the devil,
on another level,
you cant be a winner,
just a sinner,
It's not sunny all year,
Go near, 
and whip your tear,
Life's premier,
is about to disappear,
welcome to my dear,


Get ready I'm about to step up to the plate,
open the gates,
call gates,
ill have what it takes to get in,
will sin,
just gin,
this is how i been,

Monday, June 22, 2009

Everyday

Every time,
everyday,
gotta stay on mine,
gotta make it my way,
chillin in the bay all day,
you can find may,
at the op-co,
with a homie named drew,
this is how we do,
this is how we'll die,
eatin late night Vorizo's you compile? 
but if we pass out at the beach,
dont tell us what to do you aint teach,
need food man pass me that peach,
fuck my shirt rolled onto bleach,
but thats ok in a couple days,
you'll all be high off blaze,
and I'll sit there and laugh like i'm daze,
I aint fazed,
oh wait i am,
god dam,
yo graham,
did i pass the exam?
I guess not,
yo scott,
I forgot,
is the cove still open? there food to be bought,
fuck that i see a cot,
oh wait its on a yacht,
dont get caught,

If i called you,
you would do anything i do,
shut your face you fuckin piece a poo,
see this tatoo,
its enough to subdue,
you,
to do,
anything i want just remember the sky aint blue,
girl i dont want you,
go die in that shoe,
i aint lie girl this is true,
i'm done,
you through,

back when lil biggins was just joss,
this is how we'd make the party start, make em cross,
get them so drunk till they couldn't make the room across,
till they would toss,
up their whole stomach on the ground,
probably through up a pound,
hatin the next day like you hate every sound,
now its back to work,
as a jerk,
everybody hates on their way to work,
thats life as a clerk,
its ok smoke a pound and go berserk,
haha welcome to the life you fuckin perk,


Sunday, June 14, 2009

Superstar

where can i start?
I cant make it to the top I'm still jumpin off wal-mart,
so this is it,
I've always wanted it,
i swear i would never quit,
until every fuckin person on these islands would know of it,
until every girl would get on their knees and suck on it,
But I've changed,
I Don't want the women or the fame,
fuck i should just get out the game,
I feel like the incredible Hulk,
because every bone in my body been broke and i can still walk,
and all the rumors round the island is bullshit talk,
I cant take this place,
I gotta make my own race,
everyday its the same this is my face,

(chorus)
This is it,
this is all i wanted,
this is not what i wished for,
I am pissed till the point of imprisonment,
this aint how i wanted it,
writing became my cocaine,
I'm a superstar,
i aint done shit its bizarre,
In the end I'm just a par

I am the reason your mother is entertained all day,
because the shit i handled i handled it my way,
but this is what i wished for,
i wanted it, i want more,
I wanted the game and fame,
Did the blues festival,
I was Publicized and beat on like the great wall,
Housed Burned to the ground,
everybody gave a fuck except me 
I was shot through the heart i could do anything but bleed,
and as you sit there you cant do shit but read,
you cant understand how I'm into deep,
ballin but the clothes on my body are  just bought cheep,
On the big boys i always had to creep,
they'd never roll with me because it was my time to sleep,

(chorus)
This is it,
this is all i wanted,
this is not what i wished for,
I am pissed till the point of imprisonment,
this aint how i wanted it,
writing became my cocaine,
I'm a superstar,
i aint done shit its bizarre,
In the end I'm just a par


But now I'm awake and well,
scared but blood is all i can smell
a spirt is inside its talkin to me,
all i wanna see is a lock down but not in the penitentiary 
a place where you stop thrownin my name around,
and i am tired of bein on the front page,
even though i look to be the best i am filled with rage,
they like yo what who bangin the the truck drew,
they didnt have a clue 
i spinnin off of my gage,

(chorus)
This is it,
this is all i wanted,
this is not what i wished for,
I am pissed till the point of imprisonment,
this aint how i wanted it,
writing became my cocaine,
I'm a superstar,
i aint done shit its bizarre,
In the end I'm just a par


I miss it all  every moment,
every time i tried to flow it ,
i would fail,
just to hail to the drug i was a about to inhale,
but even though i pray every time god got me on bail,
i could get caught at anytime,
thats why i am venting all day tryin to make one right rhyme,
defend against my karma,
all the drama was tearing me up from inside,
i wanted to be that cool kid and be down to ride,
i couldn't because i had to grow,
and still all i know
 is that i am stuck in this life with one this that needs to grow,
and something you took away from me,
almost killed me,


(chorus)
This is it,
this is all i wanted,
this is not what i wished for,
I am pissed till the point of imprisonment,
this aint how i wanted it,
writing became my cocaine,
I'm a superstar,
i aint done shit its bizarre,
In the end I'm just a par


but i got push on,
if it was climbing a tree,
i cant see,
even now when i wanna be,
i feel so insane,
i want communication back, like i'm about to attack,
and take my own life,
like i could bring it all to a end,
but in the end,
but life is on a bend,
not broken,
life can not be spoken in another way,
or on any other day,
the moment is now and to flow,
i need to know 
that you will be here even though 
i'm insane and i gotta go




Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Inspiration

Hear me out....

Just listen,

I cant lose what i've made,
I cant bring back the demons i've slayed,
on the real they right in my brain,
and they makin me insane,
tears come and gone like the rules of the game,
my motivation is the same,
I can't make it past the first but money collectible
in a life of lawyers is detectable,
but i was born a fighter,
as a writer,
to make my life brighter,
i would practice everyday just to make these words tighter,
but when i look in the mirror i hate the look of my skin,
because every put back, came to me and snuck in.
I've came outta depression and been back,
Inspiration of creation i am that,
and every punch you throw, come right back,
I'll stay on track,
are you ready for combat?

(chorus)
Inspiration is my life,
determination is my knife,
fear of a yellow brick road,
is enough to take a load,
and get me outta this mode,
I raised myself in this life i was bestowed,
but only god can know what i'm sayin because its in morse code,
because....
Chorus repeat X2


I was left own,
gotta conquer my life and get up on that throne,
its harder because each drug i'm prone,
I'm back on tack, still aint blown,
so let it be known,
that i'm alive and well,
and headin to the top on a cyclone
but since you've seen me last,
now I've grown,
Stronger Biggins,
hustle hard,
played the right card,
even though I'm scarred,
you can cherish my regard,
since the year pass,
i can forget the past,
born in nothin but ass,
its a new day so I'm plantin new grass,
but I'm breakin old glass,
and buildin a new house cuz i got a new class,


(chorus)
Inspiration is my life,
determination is my knife,
fear of a yellow brick road,
is enough to take a load,
and get me outta this mode,
I raised myself in this life i was bestowed,
but only god can know what i'm sayin because its in morse code,



I am a throw back,
and with the game i can flow,
just know that,
best flow of the summer,
i heard them all just seem dumber,
summer is truly a bitch,
you just gotta know when and which to switch,
from a bed to a ditch,
grass is our blanket cuz we aint rich,
---
B.I.G is the rules i live by,
but nothing is what i be,
fuck it i'm a sergeant like one-two-three,
thats just what i see on TV,
not what i live that never gon be me,
what is me is the motion to be free,

(chorus)
Inspiration is my life,
determination is my knife,
fear of a yellow brick road,
is enough to take a load,
and get me outta this mode,
I raised myself in this life i was bestowed,
but only god can know what i'm sayin because its in morse code,
because....
Chorus repeat X2

Friday, June 5, 2009

motivation

I want you to know just how i am,
and i want you to seen just how i stand,
I'm tired of thinkin that i am destined to the backhand 
open up your eyes, understand the real lie,
and i always got fire burnin up my eyes,
stubbornness got the better of me and my life,
and blood got the better of your jaw and my face,
all the shit i embraced,
all the woman that got disgrace,
and to make it all worse i aint got a hard life i am even in the right race,
destroy your brain cuz life will always be a true story,
and only at the end will you discover your glory,
so until then I'm gonna push harder than hard,
work on a life and avoid the hard bar,
just take a look at my scars and you best believe I'll become a star,
dont worry one bit because I'll stay true, and never touch that cigar,


(chorus)
There always a black cloud,
I always gon act wild,
my life is versatile,
baby dont cry just put on a smile, 
and just live all the while,
Hornby Island is our style,
same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,


illegitimate child,
so maybe I'm crazy,
Or maybe we got lost in some moments we can remember, 
or in a poem no one would come to understand,
Either way just wake me up when we come to december,
I need to hear your voice but it seems to be falling,
I'm fallin down the same hole but i can hear you calling,
i guess we got lost somewhere in the darkness,
I hope you can hear my call or at least my lisp,
and i know its hard but push down the wall so crisp,
after all,
you take five i take five and i'll meet you on the other side of bliss,
or should i breeze past,
jump out in a ski-mask,
and rob everybody let the police take me away just to see what they would ask,
response with sorry sir but like my life is my own task,
and oh yeah..
i still need my mask.


(chorus)
There always a black cloud,
I always gon act wild,
my life is versatile,
baby dont cry just put on a smile, 
and just live all the while,
Hornby Island is our style,
same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,


I need to make this decision,
to correct my vision,
or let you get the better of me like tax evasion,
let me remind you of my bud,
parents just split up and and to make it all worse his Asian,
so on occasion,
he rappin in his bedroom tryin slay em'
couldn't make it so he:
Hit up the thugs,
tried out some drugs,
all he needs is some hugs,
and somebody to motivate him,
get back in school and put in the plugs,

My Faith

i need to let you know just how i think,
and just how how much i will drink,
 if i cant discover my reason to blink,
destroyed heart,
so maybe I'm crazy,
or maybe we got lost in the moments i cant remember,
or in the poem that no one will ever come to understand,
just wake me up when the pain is come and gone till december,
that gave me the motivation,
to fight through frustration,
so i cant fight for my life and fight for my nation,
and   resist the temptation,
to blow my brains when,
all i really need is a warm home and a vacation,
but i am here today, best give me respect,
maybe gon tomorrow but still with a different  set,
i will always push on till my last breath,
and in the event of my death,
I'll still be spittin like macbeth,



(chours)
There will always be a black cloud,
I'm all ways gonna act wild,
and i know  what you seen is hard,
but just smile,
and live your life all the while,
its the same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,




I realize,
that i will never be plies,
or be nas,
put i hope i can get rewarded with some kinda prize,
i am so tired of the goodbyes,
i hate to despise,
but my life cant be based on lies,
Dont get me wrong i am still a baby thats brin' the heat,
and all around my life i got the crazy technique,
so take a seat,
even thought life sucks i wont cheat,
i like to think of myself as elite
hittin the gym 
livin my life as a fuckin athlete.



(chours)
There will always be a black cloud,
I'm all ways gonna act wild,
and i know  what you seen is hard,
but just smile,
and live your life all the while,
its the same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,


I need to hear your voice, I can hear you calling,
but remember i'm falling,
seems so far away but i know you livin it up just straight ballin.
I just swallowed the pain,
i couldn't show because thats just the game,
but the pain i didnt know i used as inspiration,
discovering the hopes and thoughts of life
but at the same trainin to be able to bust a rhyme
man i'm so fuckin' fed up with all this lost time.
so done with these trends
the fuckin' code rules that we bend
Dissrespect, and dying,
'cause most people cant admit that they're lyin', 
Donate your time cuz too many kids have to be tryin'. 
When you rap about thing like hard drugs and thugs 
and about the so called life your livin, thats when i start trippin'. 

my life is a style so you better be listenin'

(chours)
There will always be a black cloud,
I'm all ways gonna act wild,
and i know  what you seen is hard,
but just smile,
and live your life all the while,
its the same walk just another mile,
same phone just a different dial,

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Gettin Er' Done

So whats up with life and me? 
my life should  hit the P N' E 
So cant you see
 you cant fuck with a straight biggins like me.
Or i'm gon beat you down and unlock your emotions, bitch I'm the key,
Thats right run away like the sun in the day, 
movin into the night like it knows whats right,
 thats the time when everything starts to get right, 
when most whites go inside cuz most of us are scared.
 My whole day is fucked but the time when i cut, 
through todays bullshit,
its dark pit.
that i cant get outta and i wan quit,
and thats why I dont go alone with these sences,
hate the style and the way they wear there jeans,
so tight to the skin,





ghetto and back or the world how its been,
but thats how,
 I Go For Victory or death, 
fuck cocaine  and meth, 
this world is just a test, 
just to see who is mentally tough, 
but time will only tell,
who will go through hell and who will survive to the bell,
i put my life on the line,
on the grind,
all the time
go to work all day,
take all this pain all day and never have a word to say,
and now that i do you gotta understand i aint know about comfort and joy,
even though i was young i never had that childhood or time to be a boy,
The time will come for you to go,
until then you gota keep true to the real flow, 
and remember its all about gettin the strength to row,
through the dark and gloomy glow that makes you  slow.


Most of yall turn to drugs,
 while i just stick to mugs and sticking money under you rugs,
and ya cant keep up with my lifestyle i'm a boy but a man your just thugs,
 All my buds wrokin two jobs, 
workin so hard,
playin the right card,
 runnin pass the mobs.
but on the other hand i'll still
set your flows of like fireworks, 
what ever you gotta do,
to get out of rap and go back to your office work.
reppin hornby island all day makin some cheese,
 Hornby Island makes straight G's
 make you get down on your knees,
infect yo ass like some poison bees.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Left Foot After The Right

Just so fucking depressed,
nothing compared to my best,
and I am obsessest with the quest,
so I'm blessed,
but i only want one request,
to be impressed,
with a life i can suggest,
I am a guest,
for the vest,
just to accomplish the test,
but these bullets not out my chest,
so i am just more stressed,
then i cant progress,
to the accesses,
of a short little recess,
unless, 
i get a bit of success,
Gotta settle for less,
i confess,
that yes,
i went into that place and i wore that dress,
so baby hear my distress,
yes....


Dont get me wrong i am still a baby thats brin' the heat,
and all around my life i got the crazy technique,
so take a seat,
N' rock your head to the beat,
cuz i aint cheat,
and i am elite,
hittin the gym 
livin my life as a fuckin athlete 
and let the tempo speed up,
oh wait no never mind,
Leaving you in the dust way behide,
and i am unsigned,
so get on your grind,
and give me mine,
Pushin harder than time,
but still my flow nowhere near prime,
remember that you aint sayin nothin,
just to get some cash in,
then i am off to berlin,
get outta my way, go cry on your girlfriend,
and i hope she get your heart mend,
but if she dont you can come to one of my shows just to attend,
sorry i cant talk because i still flossin.....

never had the time, to lose a dime,
wanted to, had to but never could put myself whine,
but the swine, still aint got a tast of my spine,
so i guess i happy bout that,
sickness aint gonna get you, thats my job,
so take a look at,
my baseball bat,
and become flat,
so dont be fooled, its tiger cat against door mat,
are you? i am ready for combat,
although my day is now my day is comin,
and i am gonna change if nobody is there to show.
even after i still not in the best position,
and i gotta make a decision,
before i am old enough to go to prison,
so let me look in your eyes and your line of vision,
shit dont look good so let me put you into your administrative division,
but i envision,
a place where we can all make our own judicial decision,
its to bad cuz that place never gonna come,
so its ok just pull out your gun and i will start to run.
five minute head start ok my son?



-lil Biggin$ 


(by the way all readers leave comments and let me know by writting on my wall to tell me who to tag in my note, and who wants to hear more of my rappping, Thank you)

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Welcome to the way

You are welcome to the way 
i say,
but if you impress me maybe even welcome to the bay,
of big trib,
where homies go dumb and its all in my crib,
handle that girl,  she'll put you in a bib,
and it dont matter if you can see her rib,
basic rules:
if she fine she fine,
if she mine she mine,
she gonna be within the international date line,
how it dont decline,
so imma redefine,
then combine,
and design,
your red line,
make it so it cant decline,
over all this is just so divine,
sorry wack rappers i gotta get mine,
just so sick like the swine,
flu,
 a All new brew,
kinda like some shampoo,
thats designed by who?,
th realest, trillest, time to kill this, so its me  the true,
its just what i do,
and you aint got a clue,
how far i flew,
to get into this shoe,
and the shit i went through,
so i could get enough to go to the zoo,
and i hope i appeal to you,


- Lil Biggin$





Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Insane Game, Unclaim Flame, Not the Same, lame, or tame, just something to frame

I know I've been hard understand,
but its always been the same song, same dance,
and i'm tryin take a different stance,
and make a diffrance,
but i cant do that when the system hatin like ants in my pants,
chewin on my left nut,
and i think its drowning in the blood thats about to drip
to make it all worse my rides waitin' and i gotta get on the strip,
see thats like eminem relapse,
but thats drugs and that,
aint about that,
like deja vu,
and i can see what wan do,
so i'm gon take you too,
and if you really want me to sue,
thats something the crew can do,
but in a crazy way we love you,
but its only 12 noon so i wouldn't believe what you want to,
and now its 3 am,
so i can call up ben,
and we can do the whole summer again,
its been awhile,
we can see if we can recall each night, like it was back then,
so for old times sake,
open one more lucky,
keep drinkin till our vision is gettin blurry,
so hurry,
with the ambulance,
but wait,
fuck,
none of us are age or got a license,
shoulda listened to biggins and kept it all in balance,
but withen a instant,
you got another beer,
and i am gettin out my army gear,
but you see you little quer,
what you didnt know is for a whole year,
i was way younger than i appear,
so my dear
i am still wide awake,
and the pain in my heart is really starting to ache,
and oh shit my bed is about to brake,
so you went ahead and take,
all my food and that beefsteak,
so therefor you didnt make us,
we made you,
you just got back into the game so you new,
and just because you got a cigar,
you cant hide behind the true feelin of what you are,
so shut up you not a rock star,
and give me more,
or i already started a war,
and ill drop bombs on baghdad,
and your step moms dad,
so now i am beating you just a tad,
but dont get mad,
but oh shit i aint even passed highschool grad,


but oh wait keep the beat flowin,
i just wanna interduce myself,
so hello,
and i'm a new fellow,
and i dont mean no harm
I got alittle bit of charm,
so hello,
let me take you below,
and heres my friends his got some cargo,
and he was hoping you could get on your elbow,
and just let you thing flow,
like my mom,
she got some,
when she put me on valium,
so i decided to become,
a guy that could put out a album,
flow so custom,
but oh fuck now his dick numb,
and same with his ass, to bad his step father came,
and i hope you like this poem,
because it was so fucked off Valium,
its so beautiful,
but this depression is so actual
and the drugs i got addicted its awful,
and ill be the hardest act to follow,
but i was a great rapper so long ago,
so let me still flow,
and i will let you know,
about the tale i am about to tell,
how it was all beautiful,
and how they can all get fucked in the head just stay true,
feel the pain, you'll feel mine,
just dont go inside each others mind.
Its so insane,
how we spit game,
you can put i all on me, like the blame,
and dont hang your head in shame,
you dont got all these skeletons in your closet,
because i feel like im on a diet,
to kill this habit,
so i acutely edit,
'and work on my credit,
all so i can be fit to go to the bank and get debit,
i may look like a cricket,
keep it to yourself,
i do have a hatchet,
so shut up you maggot,
spill some red,
like born with a dick in my brain,
so fucked in the head,
oh i just that makes you wanna vomit,
well then you shoulda seen the dead ant hangin from me left nut,
ok so maybe i am a dirty slut.....
must be the ganja,
or the marijuana,
fuck i have that 2nd hand smoke,
stop takin tokes,
i feel like i'm gonna choke,
so dont take me to court because i am able to quote,
and i can also show you those scares of that medicine ball,
and the blood is still on the wall,
so now you gotta call
Nepaul
and see if that rainfall
will help me install,
my own little brickwall,
that i can jump over because i am just that tall,
between the medicine ball and the ganja, I'm bouncin off the walls,
and between,
Dr.west,
Paul,
Steve Martin
Mr.Mathers,
and Tonya,
you would think you got enough anger fucked skit,
and i know its hard to pay your rent on your mansion,
so make that action,
to make a billion,
so you can now go out and kill Allen,
after that things might brighten,
and you can kill another men,
when you hit depression again,
but i am getting pissed off again so its off to the pigpen


and everybody, that is hope i spit game,
record labels are yet to discover,
people are starting to know,
skill might someday be recognized

This was Written By Lil Biggin$
and soon to be recorded
PEACE!

Monday, May 18, 2009

Police


When the police come up,
thinkin' their on the strip,
like they're gonna do the cuff up,
when we see the car,
we throw our bar,
in the ditch,
and we know that nobody in our crew is gonna snitch,
because we ghetto rich
and that yagger bomb at 60$ to buy again is a bitch,
because Canada and Hornby is addicted to this gangsta shit,
all the locals know that when we come back to winter time its so legit,
Van Island boys come up well tell them to spilt
if you talk shit,
put to the ground,
so make your last sound,
because the police aint gonna come round,
your hell bound,
fuck the police,
got them on a short leash
till they go away and peace
Island Power is a Beast


(chorus)
it's Just another Police song,
never get along, because the grind is where we belong
its all by law, never a flaw,
we hit the gym you hit the mall,
you was build to hate we was build to ball,
so stay the fuck outta our beaches and streets,
your some dead beats,
we bringing the heat...
go ahead and suck on my meat!


I got a mouth fulla yagger,
so i cant talk,
but still posted like a stamp,
so get your ass off our island you little tramp,
Because we
still tippin,
still sippin,
and still grippin,
on the mic,
Driving all night with a tank fulla gas,
driver just did some shit that give him a rash
in the back
hope we dont crash,
but fuck the police comin up,
just past the big tree,
down in the back is where we gotta be,
barely saw him but he saw me,
thinkin i'm bout to flee,
until the pig right there is what I see,
got off easy, thank the lord because he lookin' over me,

(chorus)
It's Just another Police song,
never get along, because the grind is where we belong
its all by law, never a flaw,
we hit the gym you hit the mall,
you was build to hate we was build to ball,
so stay the fuck outta our beaches and streets,
your some dead beats,
we bringing the heat...
go ahead and suck on my meat!

THe Police put my whole family in the pen,
the system is fucked
build by failed men,
every member of my family has been in there so what then?
Dad goin in to the pen, dont know if he ever comin' out,
the people in there hate em, put em on a drought,
Did the wrong thing but the pen aint what life's about,
Since you gon in there so much i cant even count,
The loss moments and child hood dreams,
like life is a stream and its fulla blood,
and i hope the world over flows and we all die in the flood,
My death chance is about to increase,
because i blood in my veins is turning to grease,
and this is all because of the fuckin police!


Growing Pains

Growing Pains
Album art off Growing Pains