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2pac, rest in peace take a shirt and rip of the sleeves in memory of my nigga biggie that had ta kill the one tonna? what is it gonna, take to make people change we need ta show that we reppin goods, but people dont believe cuz we just a guy livin in the hoods of the usa people needa ta fuckin learn to adopt change, not currnecy change as in the path u take, we need to grow stronger create a new world order, ghettos stand up and come togetha no matter the weather, bad weatha the better makes us that much stronger, that much stronger and makes and influence that much longer, people need food, not foodstamps they tradin foodstamps for crack, we ned ta learn we got each othas backs, we need ta work for a livin 'stead of ghetto pimpin, now maybe u youll teach these kids my words of wisdom........in memory of 2pac, biggie who died as heros to certain peoples hearts and minds as they flowin not knowin soon they gonn by tryin ta live tryin ta escape from dyin im sorry guys that u got ,locked up and framed got fucked up and gamed, i under stand how they frame us poor fools, some popos these days are ghouls and they gettin worse our kids kids, goin to live in a government run by liberal men who let the god damn ilegal aliens in, we hate taxes but if we gotta pay then so do they or they can get out, get about.....Whats wrong with my generation, we punks and we growin and so is the nation but we gettin worse, and gettin discrimination, against. im swearin to the mirror cuz its makin me hurt im tired'a seein my self livn like a gangsta, twerp, dont want you ta grow up like me want u ta live and be free not get locked up or popped up or shot up with meth, im a ridah till mah death, girls cheatin on me, she in bed with anotha g, say she was waitin fo me, well ya know what? ima get around to, ima join the undaground fool, and ride wit some skanky hoes, who gettin pimped by some gangly bros, Teddy is seein anotha G man, i need ta leave ha and make me some green man(just a song chill out) my pockets full my jackets cool, i got pimped out white shoes, and a blue bandana, reach for my gun find out it was a bananna, wha the fuck? i aint no duck, wait i mean monkey, oh well take my bannana to somebodys back and say gimme ya money and car key, and the cops roll right up and arrest me, i get around to every jail cell in town, i get around with all the skanks downtown, uptown, i get around, sideways up and down, i go everywhere lookin for somebody ta dare, to hava flow contest wit me, aint nobody gonna out wit me thare, teddy girl you my world and i love u lady, my baby, wish i hadda million dolla contract but i lost the song cuzz cmann, way back, but i aint gonn blame someone else fo what i did, i shoulda saved it when i had the time i did, kid, put on the lid ta you box u hid unda ya bed cuz it got yo lyrics in, it yo frands say it shit, they breakin yo hart gcuz they dont got what you got, u got skill they so jelous they could kill, u so good they call u ill, but they bitches they just snitches, to lyric theifs to get dough an, bitches, gonna right till i get all the riches, and best my song be a perfectionist and kill what i think is wrong, im tryin so hard ta make this song long, but its a struglle the boys in the record shop tell me to hustle, Why dont they learn to flow steads makin money offa gangsta hoes, fuck them they scammin , pull out the glock and shoot 'em but its jammin, the cops com in and they slammin u gainst the walls cuz they got a "man with a gun call" my flows gettin stronger its gonn get longer, i was messin at first but now ima show u whos the worst, im rappin while yo dads slappin yo mom cryin while u smokin a dime man, listenin to yo eminem, and listenin ta the jay sparks album, postin up pinup pictures of jay and knowin all a his songs, u even got the one with him holdin two bongs, befo he was rich, u payed alot ta get the pic, and you so happy, u worship it, and jay sparks tell ya not ta worship nothin but god, and then u listen cuz im someone u look up to, i like u so i takin u fishin for cod, and we get 102 befo i take ya back home and give u 4 tickets for you, and yo friends backstage, and u notice they holdin jay hostage, he mad as a damn cat in a cage, tiga' in a time of rage, he get out of the knot with his rappin strength dont ask how, but he got somehtin to live fo now, he aint dyin in fornt o his fans he gets up and hits the kidnappers with only his fists and hands, and he winnin, the houston chronicle sayin jay is a hero, im so happy i think cuz they got jailed fo ruinin my shizzow, but least the fans safe, one person dies anotha is born, way it works, lifes full of scorn, what starts with "p" and ends with "orn"...................u pervert its popcorn, hehehe only joke jay got jeez how lame, but still he full of fame and he lives happily eva afta with devon, his life seem like heaven............ THANKS FOR LISTENIN, jay sparks here makin a new livin...since i was 4 eva since my sistah become a whore, bein a hooker, i grow up and smoke a hookah my sistah dead, she on the raped and murdered lsit man, im off the hook, im high as hell right now it seems like life so swell damn that dog gotta big as shead, damn that log gotta lid on its bark, the dog growin rough and dark, things gettin mixed up im so fucked up, i start huffin, then i wake up with people sayin, is he awake, for two years i been dead or ina coma, cuz ima high as balla, in dis song i got too many comma, playing basketball with my homie g's, the beat of the ball, the kids leanin against the wall, ta watch they own backs, they all laid back, cuz they in a click im shootin hoops and grabbin my dick, shit, swish, pull outta swedish, ciggah and smoke like im in the mafiah, kiss the dons ring, admire my bling, admire me cuz im you no world orda king, representin everyhting ghetto and poor like me, oh poor white g, look at him, the new white kid, he smokin weed outta a ballpoint pen, then outta a can, leadin an army of hipnotized men, who been listenin to his music, flowin thru da jukebox, he da gangsta mad hatta, fuck hatas if u got problems, then go on suck on ya thumb like a two year old, people lettin they kids do shit and aint spankin how they gonn learn if u just wnakin, they crankin, then u listen ta me and start spankin, yo get frontin, leadin a gang u whoop his ass and kick him outta hizzaouse (house),im really jsut osme kid who rappin and typin and some girl clappin and lyin , "that kid really does suck" she thinkin, and then i realize that my i is winkin, wont stop twitchin cuz my eyes stopped deceiven me so seems me muscles round my eye, hatin on me, damn sheet, get da fuck offa me i aint cold no mo, im hot with fury that im not hardcore im loser, livin in a sewer sayin he flow for 10cents but aint makin shit, got shit on yo rap sheet, cant make a job it it say "cop assault" my homie, my brotha from anotha motha, my sistah from anotha mistah, hear me out help me get out and about im cooped up in my own songs i cant see wats a reality eyes decieven me so i pluck them out take lexapro so i get go without depression for what im feelin im chillin in the bed "sheet get offa me" i wake up and go talk to the otha mental hospital patients they wiatin fo breakfast and aint got no parents im sorry, some a yall ull neva get out, somedie ima die without, a record my dream just a hallucinaton, my generation all crazy, and fuckin lazy to get rich so ima go without money shit.pinup wit tack son all the wallas of whites and blacks, havin a new world order possesin kids wit the lyrics in they heads, listenin to my music while they goin ta bed, im reppin proud ta be money makin, im glad they parents gettin mad, all they here isjay this jay that, "stop listenin ta the white ghetto rap!" "stop listenin to yo hippity hoppity" they kid hitchin rides ta see me cuz ima real white g makin dough and gettin all the honies, and still runnin from da cops, who waitin fo me in the fuckin parkin lots, if u dont undastand then u aint down wit me, if u aint down wit me u aint down wit h-town westide g, fuck north east south all bout what jay sparks is about. "hes so conceded, son" they dont want they kids listenin to a punk but they kids dont care takin pistols withem to impress they girls they eyes look like whirls da music possesin da girls undressin they pull out the gun so they can get osme head an' then it goes off, he just shot the girl and blew her head off now jay in trouble cuz he doin time on the double for writin songs kids possesed and tryin ta be worse then gta for meh, come my fans, beat dem cops with tin cans with pans, wit sticks hit the bitches tell em ta free me, show yo loyalt-ty ta me, and thats all fo now, my music gettin so fuckin loud, im so proud every second i hear wanna my own damn songs and im fo once happy, cuz people dont look at me ass a white g they see through that and undastand meim the new black the new 2pac, biggie wishin he was me, makin 10k everysecond from my record, "words of wisdom" is makin me hardcore, like eminem and nelly, they now rotten candy and smelly, im the new man, gettin kids doin thangs for me, cuz they also proud of me my mom and dad mad at me cuz they hate rap, didnt want me tagrow up wit black well its already done, u shoulda made money so the government wouldnt be payin fo ourhouse, erday shootin a mouse wit a gun, a bibigun all we could afford and it works well for huntin like a cat, but yall know dat maybe some day ill get fartha then deviant smack, tryin ta get some recordin artist ta see me as timber the devian artist, he aint dumb but he iant the smartest but he got talent he the new shit ta rappin, erbody clappin stompin on hoes who hatin u hatin come and fight me then? kids get him, show him they dont fuck wit da king dont fuck with j-skillet, jay sparks who in love wit what osme calla nigget, but dont hate, yall all know im great afta all im on yo daughtas wall" oh shit its jay, hes too hot hes probly gay" no i iant girlie come ta may and ill seeya in my next song ma fans, now go on go hit the popos with fryin pans.why the good guys always get by, why is it the bad guys always die, why we gotta livin ta die, if we just dyin ta live, why do some people tell a white lie, why is it that if a human murders anything from a dog to a fly and dont get sentenced, but if we even harm a human we get the life sentence, why does satan try to take us, when gods the one who made us, why do we get in a relationship and get made and break it, why is life so short, why is fishin considered a sport, why is when one person dies another is born, why do some of our souls get torn, why is the would not fair, why do some girls just straight up admire theyre hair, what happened to the bible readin generation, what is happenin to the american nation, why do some people make money off of harm in peoples lives, why is it some people cheat on they wives, why do we hate each other, were all sistas and brothas, why does the door to hell open more the the gates of heaven, why did everyone break down the store seven eleven, why is it the weak survive and the strong die? why does power corrupt, why is it people in my hood get jumped, why is nerds get picked on and punked, what is up with the war in iraq, why are our soldiers barely fightin back, we havent lost even soldiers in iraq, equal to one day in world war two way back, why is it school has to take away time, life is too short to let it fly by, god doesnt want us to have knoledge of school, he wants us to read the bible and be cool, with him, satan made up school to corrupt our minds, so we dont have time, to spend with our friends, or go home and see our family there in there dens, cuz they at work, work was also invented by that jerk, fuck satan, he needs ta quit hatin, why do i have cuss words in this song, when im tryin to get along, with teachin people,about evil, thank you preacher, taught me alot, it may ive seemed like i was asleep but my ears were not, we dont have love anymore, we dont play outside nomore, outside is heaven, inside is hell, like u playin with satan, why is the place home not safe to heathens and demons, why is it that some of us wait patiently to see the white light, wait patiently to see gods might, why is it little kids fear the dark, maybe the dark is more dangerous then the neighborhood park, demons will be waitin for you ta go ta sleep, then they enter your mind and make u think, of satans rage, they try to spread it, but they spread bout as good as a snake escapes a cage, why do dogs have that look in there eyes, but humans just waitin and hopin u die!, why is it adam and eve listened to the serpent and ate from the tree, we all seek knoledge, to humans knoledge is our weakness, with knoledge of the word, comes knoledge of the evil world, stupid eve and adam, messed up the whole race, threw away all of our good days we had, it just makes me straight up mad, why is it the world gone crazy, whyd they name the chick in dukes of hazard daisy, like my moms favorite flower, why is it evil has power, why wont god strip them of it, why is it the misuse the strength of it, why do we do dumb things, why is it more than half of us wont get angel wings?.

UG/J-Skittle Feat, 2Pac

Check this out I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga I hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side But now, my glock be so judgemental Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental Nigga, if your gum bleedin, and you needin mo' than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem bitches Sideways to the race Heavy in the game, check the resident it's all the same Nigga, and we ain't hard to find Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us like like they can't see us and like we don't be at the same spots they be at It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back YouknowhatImean? Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit It's a celebration, jay sparks is back Motherfuckers better understand this shit Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid man? Can we just go there and sock this shit up? Hey, we smokin, and we ain't hard to fine Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some hurricane A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboros regardless playa You suPPOSED to Sideways to the next lightAy what time is it nigga? Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (Nigga, it's check out time bring the Benz around Hey Kurupt, y'all niggaz drivin or y'all flyin back, whassup? Now I'm up early in the mornin breath stinkin as I'm yawnin Just another sunny day in California I got my mind focused on some papers while I'm into sexy capers Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us Last night was like a fantansy, Alize and Hennessee A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin with my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me, what a freaky bitch First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it I never got to check out the scence Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's check out timeThey label me an outlaw, so it's time for the panty raid My fantansies came true, with Janet on, I'm in a Escapade But did it all end too soon All the homies runnin through the halls room to room, so I assume Since I'm a playa like my nigga Syke Then it's only right for me to disappear into the night My game's Trump tight, so I find time to recline Sneak into your room, instant Messiah, shit wines of all kinds I ain't got that much time So hurry up and pop the Dom and let me hit it from behind Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated Play like Micheal Jackson, and Beat It One more thing I like to mention, I'm done and I'm out cause there's someone else who deserves my atttention So all the homies round up in the lobby Cause busting bitches is a hobby, nigga It's check out time Hey I'm livin the life of a boss playa The front desk callin but I'm checkin out later My behaviour is crazy, from what you did to me baby If walls could talk, they'd say, you tried to fade me I'm puttin in work, but didn't hurt from the jacuzzi to the bed Carressin yourthoughts, cause I'm livin Fed Heard what I said? Passion is crashin the room From the liquor we consumed I heard a boom I'm blackin out, you're yellin out 'Big Syke Daddy' We did it in the caddy on the highway, my way I'm lost in a dream, and so it seemed, to be the night Five bottles of Cristal and I'm still tight Out of sight, for 'Pac and Kurupt As I get it up, once the doors close you stuck In a heaty, sticky situation Get up baby, you ain't on vacation It's check out timeWhats wrong with my generation, we punks and we growin and so is the nation but we gettin worse, and gettin discrimination, against. im swearin to the mirror cuz its makin me hurt im tired'a seein my self livn like a gangsta, twerp, dont want you ta grow up like me want u ta live and be free not get locked up or popped up or shot up with meth, im a ridah till mah death, girls cheatin on me, she in bed with anotha g, say she was waitin fo me, well ya know what? ima get around to, ima join the undaground fool, and ride wit some skanky hoes, who gettin pimped by some gangly bros, Teddy is seein anotha G man, i need ta leave ha and make me some green man(just a song chill out) my pockets full my jackets cool, i got pimped out white shoes, and a blue bandana, reach for my gun find out it was a bananna, wha the fuck? i aint no duck, wait i mean monkey, oh well take my bannana to somebodys back and say gimme ya money and car key, and the cops roll right up and arrest me, i get around to every jail cell in town, i get around with all the skanks downtown, uptown, i get around, sideways up and down, i go everywhere lookin for somebody ta dare, to hava flow contest wit me, aint nobody gonna out wit me thare, teddy girl you my world and i love u lady, my baby, wish i hadda million dolla contract but i lost the song cuzz cmann, way back, but i aint gonn blame someone else fo what i did, i shoulda saved it when i had the time i did, kid, put on the lid ta you box u hid unda ya bed cuz it got yo lyrics in, it yo frands say it shit, they breakin yo hart gcuz they dont got what you got, u got skill they so jelous they could kill, u so good they call u ill, but they bitches they just snitches, to lyric theifs to get dough an, bitches, gonna right till i get all the riches, and best my song be a perfectionist and kill what i think is wrong, im tryin so hard ta make this song long, but its a struglle the boys in the record shop tell me to hustle, Why dont they learn to flow steads makin money offa gangsta hoes, fuck them they scammin , pull out the glock and shoot 'em but its jammin, the cops com in and they slammin u gainst the walls cuz they got a "man with a gun call" my flows gettin stronger its gonn get longer, i was messin at first but now ima show u whos the worst, im rappin while yo dads slappin yo mom cryin while u smokin a dime man, listenin to yo eminem, and listenin ta the jay sparks album, postin up pinup pictures of jay and knowin all a his songs, u even got the one with him holdin two bongs, befo he was rich, u payed alot ta get the pic, and you so happy, u worship it, and jay sparks tell ya not ta worship nothin but god, and then u listen cuz im someone u look up to, i like u so i takin u fishin for cod, and we get 102 befo i take ya back home and give u 4 tickets for you, and yo friends backstage, and u notice they holdin jay hostage, he mad as a damn cat in a cage, tiga' in a time of rage, he get out of the knot with his rappin strength dont ask how, but he got somehtin to live fo now, he aint dyin in fornt o his fans he gets up and hits the kidnappers with only his fists and hands, and he winnin, the houston chronicle sayin jay is a hero, im so happy i think cuz they got jailed fo ruinin my shizzow, but least the fans safe, one person dies anotha is born, way it works, lifes full of scorn, what starts with "p" and ends with "orn"...................u pervert its popcorn, hehehe only joke jay got jeez how lame, but still he full of fame and he lives happily eva afta with devon, his life seem like heaven............ THANKS FOR LISTENIN, jay sparks here makin a new livin...My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggaz I'm the one Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire when ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis Am I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain?How vicious this Thug motherfucker came When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name Affiliated with this motherfuckin game, with no more pain Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriendBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast I dare you niggaz to open fire, I'll murder that ass And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin roundsBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast I dare you niggaz to open fire, I'll murder that ass And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin roundsAnd feelin no more painBury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin Sure to make a million with DeVante Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit Freaky bitch, come give me kiss Tell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from here So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptised the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it t's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust You niggaz'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased Never restin in peace nigga, with no more pain It's just like that nigga, like that yeah No more pain Motherfuckers can't handle that shit Much too much for these bitches No more pain Feel me nigga? Feel me? How you figure you can fuck with me? Fully automatic type shit No more pain Coward ass niggaz, cowards Come put your mouth on this pistol niggaCome put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain Close your eyes nigga, do it Die in the dark, no more pain Death Row, so what you motherfuckers do? Hey that's DeVante droppin that beat like that BEYATCH In case you wonderinAnd jealous niggaz, hahaha, see y'all niggaz Motherfuckin niggaz are shit Hey Westsiiiiiide! Death to everybody that ain't down with me That's on, feel me? Hahaha Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean Just feel that, Thug Life, shit don't stop Motherfuckers got Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E..O.'s Put your mouth on this pistol nigga Put your mouth on the pistol! Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse Feel me nigga, haha No more pain Hey DeVante I'm givin these motherfuckers choices Niggaz can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us That's on you nigga, what you wanna do? Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dust This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust Thug Life nigga Westsiiiiide!

Two Of My Friends Breakin Up (MUTHAFUCKA)
good cuz yall need ta be wit each otha ya hearin me, tryin ta make ya eyes see, undstand me, why iant yall goin out, yall cant just leav and get around, downtown prostitutin find a chick wit a dick, its actually pretty common as all the times u take a shit, pretty scary, u thot they was hot then they whip out a cock and u scream like a girl, its like yall changed clothes but u the female i met this girl in hollywood she had green hair but damn she looked good i took ha ta the hotel "binders wine" and she whooped outta dick that was bigga then mine so i ran away, my life was alla sudden scary and gay, why me god im the rappin king go do it to someone like sassy, please i need ta go lease a motel of mine so i can make more money ta get by my rappin records done i gotta find some-one who can help me im outta money, someone loan me hun'red please, "sure here ya go" (juwan) so i go home but cant get in my house cuzza the godamnn snow, damn yo, it just comes to show, the poor is misfortunate but the rich livin life and lovin it.............money come as fast as it go, i hope yall know i was livin a lie, thoguht i was makin a record but that just flew by, dont know what happened, just me here rappin, not knowin what reality, i hope my eyes will wuit deceivin me, man fuck this, someone slap me so i can wake up, wait ima awake right now, the butla come up slap me and bow

why we dyin ta live, if we just livin ta die, com'n cuz, tell my why, why we tryin ta live, if we livin ta try, your dads a pig, yo mom became a dyke, how you gonna tell me the answer, my granpa gettin treated for cancer, intriguged by a lie, satans only gonna let you die, dont take his offer, youll inhale the smoke of hell and become an evil cougher, join god kingdom, god and satan are playin pingpong, if u turn in the wrong direction, your gonna regret where your headin, you fall and dont pass the ping pong line, you on satans side, unless you dont bounce up and give it a try, u aint gonna make it, to the date where you walk through the gate, lifes got it made, choose ta love or choose ta hate, love your enemy, show the demons you with god and me,join in on the christain religion, where you always gettin and givin, forgivin, walk the up stairs not down, like lattitude, in a circle but goin down and around, why jesus get put up on the cross ta die? why can humans kill anyone from a dog to a fly, and not get sentenced, but if they touch a human they go to prison?, why is the world messed up? cuz we god somma satans bad luck, humans get hit around like a hockey puck, what up with the world these days fuck, satans a bitch, usin our souls for his own benefit...

"bye the dozen" our kids becoming gangsta then frontin leadin gangs and gettin nowhere in life, and one night stand wives, they destroyin our lives we need to save em need to grave em and showthem the headstones of the brave one, rip 2pac, rest in peace take a shirt and rip of the sleeves in memory of my nigga biggie that had ta kill the one tonna? what is it gonna, take to make people change we need ta show that we reppin goods, but people dont believe cuz we just a guy livin in the hoods of the usa people needa ta fuckin learn to adopt change, not currnecy change as in the path u take, we need to grow stronger create a new world order, ghettos stand up and come togetha no matter the weather, bad weatha the better makes us that much stronger, that much stronger and makes and influence that much longer, people need food, not foodstamps they tradin foodstamps for crack, we ned ta learn we got each othas backs, we need ta work for a livin 'stead of ghetto pimpin, now maybe u youll teach these kids my words of wisdom........in memory of 2pac, biggie who died as heros to certain peoples hearts and minds as they flowin not knowin soon they gonn by tryin ta live tryin ta escape from dyin im sorry guys that u got ,locked up and framed got fucked up and gamed, i under stand how they frame us poor fools, some popos these days are ghouls and they gettin worse our kids kids, goin to live in a government run by liberal men who let the god damn ilegal aliens in, we hate taxes but if we gotta pay then so do they or they can get out, get about.....Whats wrong with my generation, we punks and we growin and so is the nation but we gettin worse, and gettin discrimination, against. im swearin to the mirror cuz its makin me hurt im tired'a seein my self livn like a gangsta, twerp, dont want you ta grow up like me want u ta live and be free not get locked up or popped up or shot up with meth, im a ridah till mah death, girls cheatin on me, she in bed with anotha g, say she was waitin fo me, well ya know what? ima get around to, ima join the undaground fool, and ride wit some skanky hoes, who gettin pimped by some gangly bros, Teddy is seein anotha G man, i need ta leave ha and make me some green man(just a song chill out) my pockets full my jackets cool, i got pimped out white shoes, and a blue bandana, reach for my gun find out it was a bananna, wha the fuck? i aint no duck, wait i mean monkey, oh well take my bannana to somebodys back and say gimme ya money and car key, and the cops roll right up and arrest me, i get around to every jail cell in town, i get around with all the skanks downtown, uptown, i get around, sideways up and down, i go everywhere lookin for somebody ta dare, to hava flow contest wit me, aint nobody gonna out wit me thare, teddy girl you my world and i love u lady, my baby, wish i hadda million dolla contract but i lost the song cuzz cmann, way back, but i aint gonn blame someone else fo what i did, i shoulda saved it when i had the time i did, kid, put on the lid ta you box u hid unda ya bed cuz it got yo lyrics in, it yo frands say it shit, they breakin yo hart gcuz they dont got what you got, u got skill they so jelous they could kill, u so good they call u ill, but they bitches they just snitches, to lyric theifs to get dough an, bitches, gonna right till i get all the riches, and best my song be a perfectionist and kill what i think is wrong, im tryin so hard ta make this song long, but its a struglle the boys in the record shop tell me to hustle, Why dont they learn to flow steads makin money offa gangsta hoes, fuck them they scammin , pull out the glock and shoot 'em but its jammin, the cops com in and they slammin u gainst the walls cuz they got a "man with a gun call" my flows gettin stronger its gonn get longer, i was messin at first but now ima show u whos the worst, im rappin while yo dads slappin yo mom cryin while u smokin a dime man, listenin to yo eminem, and listenin ta the jay sparks album, postin up pinup pictures of jay and knowin all a his songs, u even got the one with him holdin two bongs, befo he was rich, u payed alot ta get the pic, and you so happy, u worship it, and jay sparks tell ya not ta worship nothin but god, and then u listen cuz im someone u look up to, i like u so i takin u fishin for cod, and we get 102 befo i take ya back home and give u 4 tickets for you, and yo friends backstage, and u notice they holdin jay hostage, he mad as a damn cat in a cage, tiga' in a time of rage, he get out of the knot with his rappin strength dont ask how, but he got somehtin to live fo now, he aint dyin in fornt o his fans he gets up and hits the kidnappers with only his fists and hands, and he winnin, the houston chronicle sayin jay is a hero, im so happy i think cuz they got jailed fo ruinin my shizzow, but least the fans safe, one person dies anotha is born, way it works, lifes full of scorn, what starts with "p" and ends with "orn"...................u pervert its popcorn, hehehe only joke jay got jeez how lame, but still he full of fame and he lives happily eva afta with devon, his life seem like heaven............ THANKS FOR LISTENIN, jay sparks here makin a new livin...since i was 4 eva since my sistah become a whore, bein a hooker, i grow up and smoke a hookah my sistah dead, she on the raped and murdered lsit man, im off the hook, im high as hell right now it seems like life so swell damn that dog gotta big as shead, damn that log gotta lid on its bark, the dog growin rough and dark, things gettin mixed up im so fucked up, i start huffin, then i wake up with people sayin, is he awake, for two years i been dead or ina coma, cuz ima high as balla, in dis song i got too many comma, playing basketball with my homie g's, the beat of the ball, the kids leanin against the wall, ta watch they own backs, they all laid back, cuz they in a click im shootin hoops and grabbin my dick, shit, swish, pull outta swedish, ciggah and smoke like im in the mafiah, kiss the dons ring, admire my bling, admire me cuz im you no world orda king, representin everyhting ghetto and poor like me, oh poor white g, look at him, the new white kid, he smokin weed outta a ballpoint pen, then outta a can, leadin an army of hipnotized men, who been listenin to his music, flowin thru da jukebox, he da gangsta mad hatta, fuck hatas if u got problems, then go on suck on ya thumb like a two year old, people lettin they kids do shit and aint spankin how they gonn learn if u just wnakin, they crankin, then u listen ta me and start spankin, yo get frontin, leadin a gang u whoop his ass and kick him outta hizzaouse (house),im really jsut osme kid who rappin and typin and some girl clappin and lyin , "that kid really does suck" she thinkin, and then i realize that my i is winkin, wont stop twitchin cuz my eyes stopped deceiven me so seems me muscles round my eye, hatin on me, damn sheet, get da fuck offa me i aint cold no mo, im hot with fury that im not hardcore im loser, livin in a sewer sayin he flow for 10cents but aint makin shit, got shit on yo rap sheet, cant make a job it it say "cop assault" my homie, my brotha from anotha motha, my sistah from anotha mistah, hear me out help me get out and about im cooped up in my own songs i cant see wats a reality eyes decieven me so i pluck them out take lexapro so i get go without depression for what im feelin im chillin in the bed "sheet get offa me" i wake up and go talk to the otha mental hospital patients they wiatin fo breakfast and aint got no parents im sorry, some a yall ull neva get out, somedie ima die without, a record my dream just a hallucinaton, my generation all crazy, and fuckin lazy to get rich so ima go without money shit.pinup wit tack son all the wallas of whites and blacks, havin a new world order possesin kids wit the lyrics in they heads, listenin to my music while they goin ta bed, im reppin proud ta be money makin, im glad they parents gettin mad, all they here isjay this jay that, "stop listenin ta the white ghetto rap!" "stop listenin to yo hippity hoppity" they kid hitchin rides ta see me cuz ima real white g makin dough and gettin all the honies, and still runnin from da cops, who waitin fo me in the fuckin parkin lots, if u dont undastand then u aint down wit me, if u aint down wit me u aint down wit h-town westide g, fuck north east south all bout what jay sparks is about. "hes so conceded, son" they dont want they kids listenin to a punk but they kids dont care takin pistols withem to impress they girls they eyes look like whirls da music possesin da girls undressin they pull out the gun so they can get osme head an' then it goes off, he just shot the girl and blew her head off now jay in trouble cuz he doin time on the double for writin songs kids possesed and tryin ta be worse then gta for meh, come my fans, beat dem cops with tin cans with pans, wit sticks hit the bitches tell em ta free me, show yo loyalt-ty ta me, and thats all fo now, my music gettin so fuckin loud, im so proud every second i hear wanna my own damn songs and im fo once happy, cuz people dont look at me ass a white g they see through that and undastand meim the new black the new 2pac, biggie wishin he was me, makin 10k everysecond from my record, "words of wisdom" is makin me hardcore, like eminem and nelly, they now rotten candy and smelly, im the new man, gettin kids doin thangs for me, cuz they also proud of me my mom and dad mad at me cuz they hate rap, didnt want me tagrow up wit black well its already done, u shoulda made money so the government wouldnt be payin fo ourhouse, erday shootin a mouse wit a gun, a bibigun all we could afford and it works well for huntin like a cat, but yall know dat maybe some day ill get fartha then deviant smack, tryin ta get some recordin artist ta see me as timber the devian artist, he aint dumb but he iant the smartest but he got talent he the new shit ta rappin, erbody clappin stompin on hoes who hatin u hatin come and fight me then? kids get him, show him they dont fuck wit da king dont fuck with j-skillet, jay sparks who in love wit what osme calla nigget, but dont hate, yall all know im great afta all im on yo daughtas wall" oh shit its jay, hes too hot hes probly gay" no i iant girlie come ta may and ill seeya in my next song ma fans, now go on go hit the popos with fryin pans.why the good guys always get by, why is it the bad guys always die, why we gotta livin ta die, if we just dyin ta live, why do some people tell a white lie, why is it that if a human murders anything from a dog to a fly and dont get sentenced, but if we even harm a human we get the life sentence, why does satan try to take us, when gods the one who made us, why do we get in a relationship and get made and break it, why is life so short, why is fishin considered a sport, why is when one person dies another is born, why do some of our souls get torn, why is the would not fair, why do some girls just straight up admire theyre hair, what happened to the bible readin generation, what is happenin to the american nation, why do some people make money off of harm in peoples lives, why is it some people cheat on they wives, why do we hate each other, were all sistas and brothas, why does the door to hell open more the the gates of heaven, why did everyone break down the store seven eleven, why is it the weak survive and the strong die? why does power corrupt, why is it people in my hood get jumped, why is nerds get picked on and punked, what is up with the war in iraq, why are our soldiers barely fightin back, we havent lost even soldiers in iraq, equal to one day in world war two way back, why is it school has to take away time, life is too short to let it fly by, god doesnt want us to have knoledge of school, he wants us to read the bible and be cool, with him, satan made up school to corrupt our minds, so we dont have time, to spend with our friends, or go home and see our family there in there dens, cuz they at work, work was also invented by that jerk, fuck satan, he needs ta quit hatin, why do i have cuss words in this song, when im tryin to get along, with teachin people,about evil, thank you preacher, taught me alot, it may ive seemed like i was asleep but my ears were not, we dont have love anymore, we dont play outside nomore, outside is heaven, inside is hell, like u playin with satan, why is the place home not safe to heathens and demons, why is it that some of us wait patiently to see the white light, wait patiently to see gods might, why is it little kids fear the dark, maybe the dark is more dangerous then the neighborhood park, demons will be waitin for you ta go ta sleep, then they enter your mind and make u think, of satans rage, they try to spread it, but they spread bout as good as a snake escapes a cage, why do dogs have that look in there eyes, but humans just waitin and hopin u die!, why is it adam and eve listened to the serpent and ate from the tree, we all seek knoledge, to humans knoledge is our weakness, with knoledge of the word, comes knoledge of the evil world, stupid eve and adam, messed up the whole race, threw away all of our good days we had, it just makes me straight up mad, why is it the world gone crazy, whyd they name the chick in dukes of hazard daisy, like my moms favorite flower, why is it evil has power, why wont god strip them of it, why is it the misuse the strength of it, why do we do dumb things, why is it more than half of us wont get angel wings?...........think on thiswhy is it, i ask a queston, leads to another one, why is it, people in my hood carry knives and guns, why do poor people get hated on, why is hellsfallangle a bi goth, why is it we got peeps but peeps aint got us, why is it half the time we hangin with punks, why is it on gravel roads it smells like skunks?, why is the world bruised and the sky black, why is the moon red and the sun gone whack? why are we all bleedin, why in my hood r we frontin and leadin? why do we gangbang, why do we talk english slang, cuz we adapt, humans are good at doin thatimaim yeahh everybody says th wwhite man aint gonna make it, im gonna take the next mans record time and break it, flowin in the mike like beastie boys, ownin the words like a dogs chew toys, im a dawg, i glow in the dark, i bark, my words come out, better then yours without a doubt, glow with white skin, "but we the same, we from the same kin" discriminatin, against a white man, in they own poor nation, pants saggin, dick grabbin, walkin down da street with hat sideways, walkin down southern colony ta josues, ta get chase, flowin on the porch all day, scorchin, heat always, h-town, full of empty and full, gimpy but true, i send this message out ta all the hat'as if u aint down with white nigga rap, then u aint down, with the blue crippin blue flag waggin, shoes draggin, stealin bikes, gangsta shakin with dykes, all eyez on me, all my fans love white g's, im quittin, cuz apprently the black skin is missin, so if ur rascist then fuck you, if your shovenist then fuck you, dont get hat'a snuck fool, dreams until my death, i will continue, i will kill wannabe g's fool, im a real white nigga, dont fuck wit me chigga, h-town hood rippin, aint down wit u less you down wit cripplin, walk on punk, i dont care if i get snuck, im steal gonn' win, i steal get the hunn's bitch, so go on hit me, right here in the jaw ya see? -SMACK- , as i fall down and crash, get up in a flash, crack, broke his jaw, i dont care if u big and tall, cant drop those wit heart, i know i aint smart, but still, my fists can kill, so keep sayin whites cant rap, hit u down, last thing u see is black, u dead, not im lyin in bed in my prison cell, not takin a showa wit otha men so i smell, im doin time when he started it, in texas self defense aint a crime, why u gotta bust up the poor man, treatin us like a boned in fish in a trash can, UT texas, reppin homie, fuck, im leavin, finally im free from prison, a run away and get ta my hood, my friends pleased ta see i escaped wit out a scratch on me, some guy come up den jack me, i chase him, oh shit it was a trap, they waitin with guns and shoot me, its ok tho cuz the bullets freein me, the words at my funeral killin me, im already dead tho, my body was covered in red yo, "in memory of jay sparks" is what it said, on the stones head, they brought me roses and threw em on topp'o me, i was too young to die, is anyone listening? no my eyes see, god cant choose, heaven or hell, i wasnt to swell, cuz im poor, crips killed me, bloods laughed, lips curlin, my friend girl thinkin of me while she takin a mud bath, jay this jay that, two weeks later im a nobody, cuz the white mans words werent put in a CeeDee, cuz he a nobodee, ya see? and now i rest but not in peice, decappatated, derappetated, no music, i wanted ta die after i was rich, aint this a bitch, life after death, my mom and dad takin meth, to heal theyre minds wounds, ounces of brain cells dead, they become veggies on a hospital bed, they fucked up theyre heads, my dad was never one ta take drugs, and started all cuzza the thugs, who killed me, my mom was crying, for a week straight total timing, all i got is watchin my friends and family change, juwan and josue, made it, as rappers, theyre first cd, jay sparks, in memory, i thank ya'al for not forgettin, gues sim all yall got, erbody gotta have friends like that, in my will i gave them my lyrics, became famous after im dead, then josue gets shot in the head, and juwan got jumped, all our lifes got junked and punked and we got treated ike skunks cuz we, ta rich peeps, are poor creeps, to us its the opposite, i vow ta revive, my music, im hoppin it, poppin it, rappin it, slappin myself for not seein, its not the skin, its the skill, the will, ta go on, and im gonna make it, gonna make dough and take it.she accept yo apoligy, she a proddigy fo forgivin, now u forgive and er'one 'll be winnin, erbody wins, erbody sins, we in the sinnin point 'a time we so mad at each otha we could commit a crime, thou shalt not kill, yall feel, like takin satans deal, and makin u storng but it just makes him storng dont take it, break the deal, lie awake and heal, cuz u cant sleep u rfeelins are too deep, i know what yall goin through just follow god cuz trust me he knowin you, try to flowin to you ta show you, ghetto prospect "learn ta respect yo eldas" well god want u ta become borthas or sistas, or sistahs from anoth mist, bortha from anotha motha, it all the same, we family in this world this game, we satans toys , its time we fight back, just like that, light that cocktail and throw it, listen to yo feelins an go wit it, cept the cocktail part, u wanna get sent ta hell, be with satan for an eternal hell, and smell yo own flesh burnin, smell yo own anguish churnin, urgin you ta scream, but u cant cuz u been silenced by the burn, torn in scorn, we all need ta leaorn what happnin this gonna get ova, just makin us friends all stronga , sassy and hell belongin togetha, stay with ha' im tellin ya, grow togetha love togetha whateva the weather or storm, keep togetha even when yall being torn, learn ta love each otha cuz really we all is brothas and sistas so come on sistas, show the mistah satan what yall makin, eternal love, dont let him turn the love to eternal scum, follow yo heart not yo mind, yo conscience lyin, waitin fo you ta just be dyin, sassy and hell gettin around, grow with each otha speak to tha otha, and show u aint week tah the muhfucka, satan want yo soul, yo mind unda his control but yo body and soul, control who u is, dont make that eternal deal, shit u gonn change, change what u thot was rage into murder, adultery becomin even a mall theif rogue, stealin peeps' luggage, killin yo own brothas, ta where yo own mothas, claimin you aint who u used ta be, used ta be sweet to you made a deal with that king, of hell im tryin ta tell, but you aint listenin, nobody reads what i say, even tho i try harder and harder erday read my words of wisdom, start a brand new kingdom, kill the evil brethren and heathens, start the good guy click, be like biggie, 2pac, heroes to us, they all ssings, godis speakin to us, why am i flowin bout followin god went i dont even follow him dawg, this is god speakin, please listen, fuck satan, im tellin ya ta join gods kingdom, please ocme one know follow dem words a wisdom.good cuz yall need ta be wit each otha ya hearin me, tryin ta make ya eyes see, undstand me, why iant yall goin out, yall cant just leav and get around, downtown prostitutin find a chick wit a dick, its actually pretty common as all the times u take a shit, pretty scary, u thot they was hot then they whip out a cock and u scream like a girl, its like yall changed clothes but u the female i met this girl in hollywood she had green hair but damn she looked good i took ha ta the hotel "binders wine" and she whooped outta dick that was bigga then mine so i ran away, my life was alla sudden scary and gay, why me god im the rappin king go do it to someone like sassy, please i need ta go lease a motel of mine so i can make more money ta get by my rappin records done i gotta find some-one who can help me im outta money, someone loan me hun'red please, "sure here ya go" (juwan) so i go home but cant get in my house cuzza the godamnn snow, damn yo, it just comes to show, the poor is misfortunate but the rich livin life and lovin it.............money come as fast as it go, i hope yall know i was livin a lie, thoguht i was makin a record but that just flew by, dont know what happened, just me here rappin, not knowin what reality, i hope my eyes will wuit deceivin me, man fuck this, someone slap me so i can wake up, wait ima awake right now, the butla come up slap me and bow, "you told somone ta slap" WELL I DIDNT MEAN IT ITS JSUT WORDS IN MY RAP!

everybody says th wwhite man aint gonna make it, im gonna take the next mans record time and break it, flowin in the mike like beastie boys, ownin the words like a dogs chew toys, im a dawg, i glow in the dark, i bark, my words come out, better then yours without a doubt, glow with white skin, "but we the same, we from the same kin" discriminatin, against a white man, in they own poor nation, pants saggin, dick grabbin, walkin down da street with hat sideways, walkin down southern colony ta josues, ta get chase, flowin on the porch all day, scorchin, heat always, h-town, full of empty and full, gimpy but true, i send this message out ta all the hat'as if u aint down with white nigga rap, then u aint down, with the blue crippin blue flag waggin, shoes draggin, stealin bikes, gangsta shakin with dykes, all eyez on me, all my fans love white g's, im quittin, cuz apprently the black skin is missin, so if ur rascist then fuck you, if your shovenist then fuck you, dont get hat'a snuck fool, dreams until my death, i will continue, i will kill wannabe g's fool, im a real white nigga, dont fuck wit me chigga, h-town hood rippin, aint down wit u less you down wit cripplin, walk on punk, i dont care if i get snuck, im steal gonn' win, i steal get the hunn's bitch, so go on hit me, right here in the jaw ya see? -SMACK- , as i fall down and crash, get up in a flash, crack, broke his jaw, i dont care if u big and tall, cant drop those wit heart, i know i aint smart, but still, my fists can kill, so keep sayin whites cant rap, hit u down, last thing u see is black, u dead, not im lyin in bed in my prison cell, not takin a showa wit otha men so i smell, im doin time when he started it, in texas self defense aint a crime, why u gotta bust up the poor man, treatin us like a boned in fish in a trash can, UT texas, reppin homie, fuck, im leavin, finally im free from prison, a run away and get ta my hood, my friends pleased ta see i escaped wit out a scratch on me, some guy come up den jack me, i chase him, oh shit it was a trap, they waitin with guns and shoot me, its ok tho cuz the bullets freein me, the words at my funeral killin me, im already dead tho, my body was covered in red yo, "in memory of jay sparks" is what it said, on the stones head, they brought me roses and threw em on topp'o me, i was too young to die, is anyone listening? no my eyes see, god cant choose, heaven or hell, i wasnt to swell, cuz im poor, crips killed me, bloods laughed, lips curlin, my friend girl thinkin of me while she takin a mud bath, jay this jay that, two weeks later im a nobody, cuz the white mans words werent put in a CeeDee, cuz he a nobodee, ya see? and now i rest but not in peice, decappatated, derappetated, no music, i wanted ta die after i was rich, aint this a bitch, life after death, my mom and dad takin meth, to heal theyre minds wounds, ounces of brain cells dead, they become veggies on a hospital bed, they fucked up theyre heads, my dad was never one ta take drugs, and started all cuzza the thugs, who killed me, my mom was crying, for a week straight total timing, all i got is watchin my friends and family change, juwan and josue, made it, as rappers, theyre first cd, jay sparks, in memory, i thank ya'al for not forgettin, gues sim all yall got, erbody gotta have friends like that, in my will i gave them my lyrics, became famous after im dead, then josue gets shot in the head, and juwan got jumped, all our lifes got junked and punked and we got treated ike skunks cuz we, ta rich peeps, are poor creeps, to us its the opposite, i vow ta revive, my music, im hoppin it, poppin it, rappin it, slappin myself for not seein, its not the skin, its the skill, the will, ta go on, and im gonna make it, gonna make dough and take it....(this song, to 2 pac, klown (JAKE), and to all of my fans, this is for you,) THE SONG NAMED, POOR MANS WILL.

since i was 4 eva since my sistah become a whore, bein a hooker, i grow up and smoke a hookah my sistah dead, she on the raped and murdered lsit man, im off the hook, im high as hell right now it seems like life so swell damn that dog gotta big as shead, damn that log gotta lid on its bark, the dog growin rough and dark, things gettin mixed up im so fucked up, i start huffin, then i wake up with people sayin, is he awake, for two years i been dead or ina coma, cuz ima high as balla, in dis song i got too many comma, playing basketball with my homie g's, the beat of the ball, the kids leanin against the wall, ta watch they own backs, they all laid back, cuz they in a click im shootin hoops and grabbin my dick, shit, swish, pull outta swedish, ciggah and smoke like im in the mafiah, kiss the dons ring, admire my bling, admire me cuz im you no world orda king, representin everyhting ghetto and poor like me, oh poor white g, look at him, the new white kid, he smokin weed outta a ballpoint pen, then outta a can, leadin an army of hipnotized men, who been listenin to his music, flowin thru da jukebox, he da gangsta mad hatta, fuck hatas if u got problems, then go on suck on ya thumb like a two year old, people lettin they kids do shit and aint spankin how they gonn learn if u just wnakin, they crankin, then u listen ta me and start spankin, yo get frontin, leadin a gang u whoop his ass and kick him outta hizzaouse (house),

pinup wit tack son all the wallas of whites and blacks, havin a new world order possesin kids wit the lyrics in they heads, listenin to my music while they goin ta bed, im reppin proud ta be money makin, im glad they parents gettin mad, all they here isjay this jay that, "stop listenin ta the white ghetto rap!" "stop listenin to yo hippity hoppity" they kid hitchin rides ta see me cuz ima real white g makin dough and gettin all the honies, and still runnin from da cops, who waitin fo me in the fuckin parkin lots, if u dont undastand then u aint down wit me, if u aint down wit me u aint down wit h-town westide g, fuck north east south all bout what jay sparks is about. "hes so conceded, son" they dont want they kids listenin to a punk but they kids dont care takin pistols withem to impress they girls they eyes look like whirls da music possesin da girls undressin they pull out the gun so they can get osme head an' then it goes off, he just shot the girl and blew her head off now jay in trouble cuz he doin time on the double for writin songs kids possesed and tryin ta be worse then gta for meh, come my fans, beat dem cops with tin cans with pans, wit sticks hit the bitches tell em ta free me, show yo loyalt-ty ta me, and thats all fo now, my music gettin so fuckin loud, im so proud every second i hear wanna my own damn songs and im fo once happy, cuz people dont look at me ass a white g they see through that and undastand meim the new black the new 2pac, biggie wishin he was me, makin 10k everysecond from my record, "words of wisdom" is makin me hardcore, like eminem and nelly, they now rotten candy and smelly, im the new man, gettin kids doin thangs for me, cuz they also proud of me my mom and dad mad at me cuz they hate rap, didnt want me tagrow up wit black well its already done, u shoulda made money so the government wouldnt be payin fo ourhouse, erday shootin a mouse wit a gun, a bibigun all we could afford and it works well for huntin like a cat, but yall know dat maybe some day ill get fartha then deviant smack, tryin ta get some recordin artist ta see me as timber the devian artist, he aint dumb but he iant the smartest but he got talent he the new shit ta rappin, erbody clappin stompin on hoes who hatin u hatin come and fight me then? kids get him, show him they dont fuck wit da king dont fuck with j-skillet, jay sparks who in love wit what osme calla nigget, but dont hate, yall all know im great afta all im on yo daughtas wall" oh shit its jay, hes too hot hes probly gay" no i iant girlie come ta may and ill seeya in my next song ma fans, now go on go hit the popos with fryin pans......