The way I kill a beat, it's drum murda I'm serve ya, while flippin' the bird up Every one knows about Solomon, bitch One half, of a dominant clique(2x) You probably know It's Solo with a Bugatti flow Bumpin' my audio In a Audi low With naughty hoes Know, I'm a shotty blow To the body, yo I'm callin' that a "Shot Ego" Never sayin' "Adios" A warrior like Conan I fear no man Life is so grand Like a 1,000 in my own hands I'm feelin' like a better me Shreddin' beats Like some cheddar cheese I'm cleverly- Blowin' ya mind like a set of C- Four to your endorphins Kickin' the door in And walk in the house Like I'm Mr. "Important" Tryna mind fuck a cracker But it's mind over matter Hear the chitter chatter But the people scatter When I be the batter Never back down Even when my back's down I'll get back up And take every last crown A sleepin' giant So defiant Like a tyrant I put the time in With the rhymin' I'm a diamond Put me under pressure I'll still keep shinin' One with the stars I'm the Belt of Orion The way I kill a beat, it's drum murda I'm serve ya, while flippin' the bird up Every one knows about Solomon, bitch One half, of a dominant clique (2x) Put a dick in ya ear And fuck what ya heard Suck my bird, I'm sorry mu'fucka, I struck a nerve? All I do is win So I guess I'm stuck in first Chuckin' dirt I know it fuckin' hurts Hearin' the "Schmuck Alert" Increasin' decimals With the decibels Set to blow Gotta betta flow So good it's edible So let it go Obscene this Lyrical linguist Aint a king with The meanest Artists, rappin' like a genius Suck my penis If you're on some hater shit I'll fuckin' skin you alive And make some Gaters, bitch And hit the venu in time To get on stage and spit I know when to be wise And when to rage and hit A mother fucker in the jaw bone You in awe, holmes? Comin' with a raw tone Shootin' all chromes Better run, duck and cover Kiss ya lover goodbye Cause I'mma gun like no other When I utter my lines He had a son and the mother Wants the nutter to die And that's me But I aint going till I'm under a nine Aye, I just killed this shit Now I gotta find where to conceal this bitch The way I kill a beat, it's drum murda I'm serve ya, while flippin' the bird up Every one knows about Solomon, bitch One half, of a dominant clique (2x)

I think it's my time To get up, rise and shine So I perfected my lines To supply the rhymes Breakin' my spine Just to sign the line Now I got like nine dimes Tryna buy my time But I aint selling I'm excelling Past every one with rebellion Discovering the world like Migellan And I'm telling- You I've waited long enough I'm a bomb erupting Your song it sucks It smells like when ya butt stinks Butt fuckin' the game So long that it's bleedin' Sluts suckin' for fame But all they get is semen I'm up, up in ya dame And yes, I'm never leavin' Must, must I explain- I'm driven by my demons? But I pray to God every night Severing ties With the Devil And his meddling lies Hell Enterprise This Industry's a cash cow So IF I cash out Don't blame me for taking the fast route If the chance shouts If I die, before I wake I pray to the Lord My soul to take (3x) Make this hobby a profession Destined For a miracle I have the essence Of a weapon When I'm lyrical Stuck in ya skin like a splinter Cold as winter I enter the room And I'm about to dismember You're Kurt Cobain, mane And I'm the shot gun Tell me who's gonna win? Cause death isn't my option Balls? Ya got none Call it, call it castration They fall and rot, son When I'm, when I'm rap slangin' Aint playin' no games Up in this game Seems funny But I'm slayin' you lames I came to bang For money People sayin' I've changed I'm more deranged No buddies But I'm makin' my lane For the fame And more sunny Days in my skies Gettin' paid to be fly Chasin' the high Like I'm made for the flight I'm takin' off like NASA After a fuckin rap deal Don't look or over pass ya Boy tryna rap meals If I die, before I wake I pray to the Lord My soul to take (3x) (2x) I'mma gun you off your high horse I'm suckin your life force Out of ya head With my pen Now I'm able to write more Dangerous Your veins'll bust When I wrap this cord around ya neck And hang you up You dangle brah I speak the truth like Malcolm X I have so many fans, man It's hard to stay hot So I barge in ya spot Catch you off guard when you're not Aware of it Prepare a script Or follow like a sheep I scare ya kids Like terrorists You're hollow also bleak I'm coming in swinging a sword To even the score I'm leaving the floor Red with you Scream a bit more Feel like the Devil's on my shoulders The weight's a ton of boulders Looking for any kind of closure Asking God to be the holder Of my soul Let it rest in peace and not in pieces I know That I'm blessed to be alive and breathing I'm seeing All my confidence rise While you incompetent guys Try to live dominant lives

It's been 7 years, going on 8 Rappin my soul out Ya boy still local And he still hasn't sold out I roll now On these cock suckin' stu pigeons Make stew with 'em I'mma paint the fuckin' room with 'em They're through livin' See 'em in the local news missin' No clue givin' Who the killer was, he's loose trippin' And booze sippin' He's out finding a new victim Don't screw with 'em I'll fuckin' snap and have you kickin' And screamin for ya life Don't fight Just go peacefully I'm beamin' like a light I might Just go easy, see I have a heart too But it's hollow and vacant So what ever's left Is for the Lord and his taken Aint playin' When I say I'm believin' in God Cause there's evil all around us So I'm just needin' a God All your idol's are fake They're good at being facades Some one give me a break Or I'mma be a big prob-lem 1...(one) 2...(two) 3...(three) 4 Breathe easy 1...(one) 2...(two) 3...(three) 4 Breathe easy (2x) I'm lightning when I'm typin' then I pop another Vicodin Spit so hard the mic will bend I'm so triffilen Hang you from the Eiffel and Practice on you with rifle's man I might go HAM Sicker than a killer psycho clan No typo and I'm trimmin' the fat Lipo, man You couldn't see the truth Even with your eyes open And I can be the noose If you wanna die chockin' You'll never leave my dude You can only try hopin' Screamin' like a banshee While causin' a stampede I write till my hands bleed A lyrical champ, see? You're fuckin' pansies Dumber than a Chimpanzee You're Bambi I'm the bullets endin' ya family Ya man be Fuckin' crazy up in the booth Cup with some juice Get my sip on like there's Nothing to do Cuttin' it loose Shittin' hard like I'm Chuckin' a duece If you wanna mess around I'll make some Stuffin' of you

I think it's evident Fuckin' with you I'll never win Why did I let him in? Guess I'm tasting my medicine I think it's better when You were never my brothern Light goes off like Edison I'm better than you've ever been! Take my kindness for weakness I'll knock your teeth in Talk is cheap, yes Unless you really wanna be friends I never beef just Say how I feel and the end No pretend, we're back on speakin' Terms with one another I don't see you as a brother Or a homie, or a friend I feel sorry for your mother You're a selfish, sociopath asshole A black soul Is what you have, and that's cold I have told you to "Fuck off" My path molds Into something better When you're not around Don't ask for cheddar I'm buildin' a vendetta Against you, I'm fuckin' fed up Set fire to the rain You're a liar and a pain How come when we talk, you're not the same and When we hang out, I can tell you're a changed man You're controlled by your demons and Satan And you fold for your urges and you're payin' The consequences of your actions While I'm laughin At your sorry life Cause you belong in a trash can I treated you like family I can't stand to be Around you while you're damaging Your life, you bit the hand of peace I'm done making you into a better person And know it's hurtin' My soul to see you worse when You're in your state of mind But for now I know it's certain I'm done being used And you're a fuckin' burden The jokes on me? Nah the jokes on you I knew for a while You're a hopeless dude And I tried to help you And you know it's true So you can burn in hell And I fuckin' hope you do

Lyrics- (JFK Intro) Man I fuckin' hate this Slavin' for a pay shit Every day basis Give me a fuckin' break this, Life of suppression Isn't what I was raised with Livin' in depression And surrounded by racists Survivin' Instead of just thrivin' Yeah we're strivin' To be a better race But the Elites- Keep revivin' Their Agenda To avenge a New World Order Go pretend but When they tend ya Your World's Over (Chorus) This life... Isn't right for me (4x) Workin' like slaves for our debt to the Feds Left in the red They're takin' every thing And next is our head We're gettin' chipped and tracked Tell me that shit aint whack We're gettin' ripped in half By terror, it's a fact- So let's get drunk and twisted Live a life of mischief And never have the privilege To educate our kids this Life isn't right for me Havin' to fight to eat Loosin' our rights and we Just take like a be-otch Gettin' ass fucked And all we say is "That sucks."? I've never had much But shit, they're gettin' mad bucks From our own expense And hence That's why they're on top Takin' every cent And then We're gettin' non-stop Calls from the Agency Sayin' "Why aren't you payin' me?" "You're kinda late and we- Really just wanna take and reap." Every thing you have till you're left with nothin' Something's Gotta be wrong with this life It's rough and- (Chorus) This life... Isn't right for me (4x) JFK Outro

Yeah(3x) Who's it gonna be? Me or you?...Huh Me or you. Yo...This bitch is trippin' And gettin' All in my face, right? She has suspision Is she wishin' For any straight lie? O-kay, I'm Maybe not a great guy But I want this to work And no, I wont let you skate by Yeah I creep up on the in-ter-net And spin-a-web- Of lies to girls And then I get 'em wet Sick in-the-head Yeah..., but you're crazy like me So why you judgin'? Is it more than likely- That I'm disgustin'? But then you keep runnin' back It's somethin' that- Has ya heart- Doin' jumpin jacks We're bumpin mats But then it's to the same shit A lame bitch- Tryna put me in the frame with- Another dame's slit (Chorus) I find it hard to be monogamous It's obvious When I'm flintin' with girls Up in another lobby it's An addiction For vixens Fixin' To get my dick in A chick when- I'm itchin- For pussy And fuckin' tits, and- My girls upset Because I'm ungrateful And my girl makes threats Oh how I'm unfaithful She's becomin' a psycho bitch- Slowly and I've noticed She's goin' through my phone When I leave it in sight open Askin' "Who is she?"- "Dick, I fuckin' knew you'd cheat." Then she grabbed a shoe and heaved- It at my head, and went to leave I grabbed her by the arm and brought back inside She slapped the side- Of my face- And went to grab a 9 That she had in her purse- Now she's screamin' and cryin' I'm seein' my life in- A flash, while I'm pleadin' and tryin' To make her put the gun down But she squeezed in an second I'm left in A puddle of blood- Guess I needed a lesson? (Chorus) (Outro)