Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I CAN SPIT FOR YOU

I CAN SPIT FOR YOU...OR I CAN SPIT ON YOU


THIS IS THE NICER SIDE OF MY WRITING
THE COOL, POOL OF WATER
REFRESHING WORDS
BUT WHEN PROVOKED
I SPIT THE VENOM OF A KING COBRA
AND THE FIRE OF A DRAGON!
ENJOY......

A BLACK MAN'S WORDS! (((holla if you hear me)))

i just prayed to GOD for inspiration
had to loosen my bandana for blood to flow
now letters flow from fingers effortlessly
like smoke flows in circles from my nose
no green is needed to light this
my brain sparks flames to ignite the truth
the sway of my neck to j. dilla beats
words bounce like a needle on top of grooves
some say i spit rhymes when i'm typing
i say i spray knowledge inspired by youth
i choose to stay up on verbal game
if i ain't up on it...i'd surely loose
so get up on this hardcore
soft in the heart with a dragon's skin
my tongue and my pin spits fire
that comes from the flame that burns within
damn, this comes so easy
how is it so? where do i begin?
i keep things short and to the point
choose words to make your mind do backbends
a hustler at heart
a preacher with soul
rock with rhythm
so tight in a hole
vibrating walls
dropping missles from the air
like good sex pumping
loud noises, pulling hair
lyrics in your ear with a deep baritone
a soft wet feeling
with my voice
in the phone
a man you you can feel
just by reading his words
think i'm the truth when you read?
wait until i'm heard!
WORD!









Kids, listen up because this is very important. Your Auntie Jane wishes to register a complaint. WHY IS IT SO FREAKIN' HARD TO FIND THE LYRICS TO SHAQ DIESEL?

Now, I don't mean the album, I mean the single that came with the Shaq-Fu Sega game. Oh, your Auntie used to spend hours listening to that song on repeat, over and over, as soothing as Bob Ross whacking the devil out of his paintbrush.

HOW IS IT THAT THIS WORK OF GENIUS HAS NOT BEEN PRESERVED? DO YOU HEAR ME AL GORE?

Wait a minute! Hold the 'phone! Auntie's Close Personal Friend (and One that Got Away) Ryan "Big, Big Brain" Scott managed to find a 2004 transcription from one IvyLeagueNegro. A big flip of Auntie Jane's skirt to Mr. Scott and Mr. Negro!


You wanna rumble with me
Tumble with me
I float like a cloud
Sting like jungle bee
Bad boy
So wahtcha gonna do
whatcha gonna do
when they come for you, nothing
Turn my head check my back
Critics clocking me
I always feel like
somebody’s watching me
And you can take quotes from these notes
I’m a man eater
Do I look like Hall and Oates? No
Quick to rise on MC's like JR Rider
Lyrics, taut to the tongue like apple cider
Uh I’m so hard its pitiful
I bite like a pit-i bull
The way my jaw lock
BLOW like a Glock
pimp slap you taste my fingernail dirt
yank yo tongue through yo teeth
and wack lyrics you squirt
Jerky
they’ll be calling you Don cuz of your Knotts

Who got the props?
Who got the props?
ME!

Shaq Diesel!
Make em shake
make em shiver
Mc's Take notes as I stand and deliver
(4 times)

The way I spit spit venenom
You should call me snake in um grass
I get between that as-phalt
My money in the vault
Skills like Nas
Wizard like Walt
When I talk 5-0 pull out the chalk - UH
Shaq O’Neal I represent
Mcs talkin bout they rich
I, richer like dent
You live in a tent
I got more styles than RuPaul’s
But bigger balls
Ref u got the whistle Make a call
some fools tryna maul time like this
I wish
That raindrops would fall
Now peep while I craw
Yo My skills range like rover
Carry more green than a clover
Uh the bridge is over
Check it
My mouth be gat
My tongue be clip
Buck buck off the top
Buck buck off the bottom lip
Now that’s four shots
I got 13 more
Who’s world is this (girl voice)
Yo its prison for sure- PUNK!

Shaq Diesel!
Make em shake
make em shiver
Mc's Take notes as I stand and deliver
(4 times)

Follow me.. come quick
Come quick now won’t you follow
Spit hits the mike back to my mouth
Guh! Damn I swallow
But let me jump back & catch myself
Look in the mirror every day
fool I check myself
Last album came around the mountain
I’m still coming correct
Missile drop every (tendays?)
6 zeroes on the end of my check
Mike check my minds playing tricks on me
Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun See?
I’m hard to kill like a roach
Runnin up the sideline looking at coach
I will approach
Any MC that wants to battle
Feeling high and mighty
Knock you off your saddle
Shake shake this mike then rattle
roll down the street smoking smoking
I don’t smoke (I don’t smoke)
But I sip on Pepsi juice
I’m bald and black like Zeus
Mcs follow me now like a freaky caboose- HA HA

Shaq Diesel!
Make em shake
make em shiver
Mc's Take notes as I stand and deliver


Those were the days, weren't they, kiddiewinks? Shaq and his 6.4 million dollar smile.

2 comments:

  1. damn this is dashit lol. i havent heard this im so long. my favorite shaq. i miss htose days

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  2. Bless you Auntie Jane I've been looking for this joint for hours!

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