or make up your own. i don't care really

Now who you know leave the scene
Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock
Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace
I make a mess you dissect it and make sense of it
Then get back to me at your earliest convenience
Check my verbal sequence as I texturize these tracks
Seven layers to be exact eliminate the whack
With a firm brush stroke I mc paintily
Lyricists begin crumbling from my scumbling technique
As I tweak your audio and visual keep my drips minimal messages subliminal
Cause me and rap go way back we compliment
So together we enhance one another that's common sense

7/11/2007 11:17:17 PM

So the man is on my tail
He wanna take mix to jail
If he does I'll make the bail
Cause I know alota rich females

7/11/2007 11:18:56 PM

random lyrics

7/11/2007 11:21:33 PM

[random chorus]

7/11/2007 11:22:53 PM

smack that
all on the floor

7/11/2007 11:26:30 PM

I was looking for a job
and then I found a job
heaven knows I'm miserable now

7/11/2007 11:29:02 PM

i know you like to think your shit don't stink
but lean a lil bit close and see
roses really smell like boo booo ooo

7/11/2007 11:31:52 PM

I'm goin' straight to Hell.
Just like my mama said.
I'm going straight to Hell.

7/11/2007 11:59:28 PM

I've been looking for you, baby
Anywhere that I can find
And I was searching for your sweet name
Cause you never left my mind
I've been on the Altavista
I went twice on the Yahoo
And everywhere I go, there is always a clue
Always something about you
That may help me get my hands on you

[Edited on July 12, 2007 at 12:17 AM. Reason : .]

7/12/2007 12:15:24 AM

If fuckin' you's wrong, I don' wanna be - RIGHT!

7/12/2007 12:19:09 AM

Glocks
Tech 9's
Uzi's at yo motherfucking face
No fear
Quickly watch a fucking murder take place
Place me a trick in my guillotine
Chop his cock off and
See how fast we can make this mother scream
We means
No fuckin niceness when we around
My glock make this sound (gun shots)
When I buck down clowns
Funkytown cause you to be slippin
You be like trippin
And fallin under spells
Even by my demon tells me
How ya gunna get
With my 6 double 6 6 million 6 hundred and 60 thousand crazies
That i click with wickedness
I shoulda have test you
Before I let you down in my boat
But now I push you over to watch you struggle to stay afloat
We drop A rope straight around your throat
Lets see if he chokes
When I trip of this weed and
Put the ship in high speed
Always wanna have ya fuckin way like a hoe
This triple 6 shit don't stop
So what the fuck you gunna D-O
Trick ass nigga

7/12/2007 12:23:53 AM

Quote :

"i know you like to think your shit don't stink but lean a lil bit close and see roses really smell like boo booo ooo"

Please tell me... what does "boo booo ooo" smell like?

7/12/2007 12:26:06 AM

if you want beef den nigga eat a polkchop
woof and get a pillow, ya know it don stop
i break like anti-locks, panties drop
from hood to hood, block to block

7/12/2007 12:48:07 AM

I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me
And when I'm away from you, I love how you miss me

7/12/2007 1:04:44 AM

terrified of whats inside
to save his life
he crawls like a worm from a bird

7/12/2007 1:43:32 AM

<sup>Eins, zwei
Drei, fier
Lookout!
Hier komm der kaiser von shizer

Eins, zwei
Drei, fier
Lookout!
Laufen sie für deine leben

Lauf!

Raus mit mir into the fire</sup>

7/12/2007 2:11:20 AM

theres no way
theres no way
theres no waaaaay
i can get back that girl
cuz i'm too complicated
and she's not complicated

7/14/2007 11:14:50 AM

Quote :

"I feed them pussy like she stole something Neva let her hold something Put this dick off in her mouth claiming that she owe something Off the waam I told you hoe but you ain't nothing but shit to me A good dick suck to me A fuck to me But now you history You get my dick harder than most And I have been from coast to coast I love the way you massage my balls And stick my dick clean down your throat She lived to take it up the ass Sometimes even comes off in it And when I'm about to nut She takes it out swallows never spits She rubs her on clit while you hit Rubs her on titts A bisexual on top of that can beat it with a stick The type of girl you prayed for The type of girl I'd paid for But done uped out the pocket The knockin she's a groupie hoe And that's what I'm loving That's what I'm liking A fan of DJ Paul is with some fucking and some diking And I'll never diss you on a song That there girl you can trust But if you bullshit me hoe I'm make your ass famous [Chorus: repeat 4X] Still getting my dick, still getting my dick Still getting my still getting my dick sucked from the hoe that love to fuck Good The chewin that you be doing I can't deny You's a pro on the dick did I say good I mean you figh Loves to fuck in the car Cheap motelers It's whatever She aint got no preference But I could showll be a reference Never danced in the clubs She claim she too shy But that's a lie If I ever heard a fucking lie That bitch ain't Cleo but she got some real good conversation That's how she hold it down cause conversation rule the nation Come meet you anywhere Plane, trains, or automobiles She from out of town but I dammly think I met her on Beal She be in all the spots Love to hang in ATL She got a Rolex watch But that junk is fake as hell A nigga in the feds maine they think she missing But she aint missing She just been hanging with some pimping She got a blow habit That's what I'm really loving She come on herself and her pussy be bout hard as an oven [Chorus: Repeat 2x] Still getting my dick, still getting my dick Still getting my still getting my dick sucked from the hoe that love to fuck"

7/18/2007 7:51:01 PM

[Mike Jones]
Hoes peep when I creep up the block
Dopefiends beep me when they need some rocks
Add 20 subtract the top
I´m pimpin hard in the parkin lot
Screens fall when I lean in the truck
Candy paint, fo´ screens on buck
No game needed to pull a slut
I just open mouth and show princess cuts
I platinum mine at all times
I shine a lot cause I grind for mine
Why hate on me and you far behind
Wastin time by talkin down
You can still trash and I´m in my prime
You feelin bad and I´m feelin fine
Cause "Who is Mike Jones?" is here
"Who is Mike Jones?" is here
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine everytime I talk
I spit a verse here straight to the folk
cause Mike Jones can´t take a loss
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine everytime I talk
I spit a verse here straight to the folk
cause Mike Jones can´t take a loss

7/18/2007 7:56:14 PM

i'm, to sexy for my shirt...

7/18/2007 7:57:05 PM

M.O.B. ´til the day I go
Got a Range Rov´ on 80 4´s
On the microphone I shine and glow
I scream my name ´til the day I go
I hit the scene, ´llac candy green
Or candy blue when I´m with my crew
I represent, we drink and screw
I represent, we drink and screw
Michael Watts, he choppin it up
Cocaine, I´m rockin it up
Yo´ gal fine, I´m knockin her up
Yo´ gal fine, I´m knockin her up
I got a plan, got in demand
Now hit the road and start stackin grands
I´m runnin the game with my masterplan
I´m runnin the game with my masterplan
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo´
Here´s the number you can hit me on
When you call, ask for Mike Jones
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo´
That´s the number you can hit me on
When you call, ask for Mike Jones


[Edited on July 18, 2007 at 7:58 PM. Reason : z]

7/18/2007 7:57:54 PM

Sittin on a fence post
Chewin on my bubble gum
*nom nom nom*
Playin with my yo-yo
*whoooooo whooooooo*

7/18/2007 7:58:18 PM

Purple drank I´ma grip and sip
Anything illegal you know I´ll flip
I roll the slab with my pistol grip
Diamonds shine from behind my lip
I hit the club a hundred deep
With a hundred sweets and a hundred freaks
On the mic you can´t compete
Cause Mike Jones is in the streets
I´m grippin grain, switchin lanes
Causin pain in the turnin lane
In 7 months I´m runnin the game
Just ask the streets what is my name?
I´m grippin grain, switchin lanes
Causin pain in the turnin lane
In 7 months I´m runnin the game
Just ask the streets what is my name?

7/18/2007 7:59:16 PM

too much booty in tha paaaaaaaaaaaants

7/19/2007 12:10:36 AM

Now when I step out on the block, I'm like a new set of J's
My sticky green European, with DVD on play
My bumper kit recline, when I press rewind
Blue face with baguettes, on my Rolex shine
I got a Navigator with alligator skin, and 4 or 5 TV's in it
20 inches spinning, my Cadillac black on black with four 18's in the back
I put a glacier on my chest, and almost had a heart attack
I got my mind right, 24 hours going dollar for dollar
Candy red, on fo's and choppers
Black flipper yack sipper, mo-mo wood grain gripper
And a platinum Italian Bentley, on 20 inch clippers
When the mic on Mike Jones, the crowd get outrageous
When they see my slab, they all scream contagious
I crawl like a kitten, with my windows tinted
Watching TV's in it, so you won't see me in it
Got a piece so shiny, you see yourself in it
Cause I'm a bread winner, 3-65 head spinner
Mike Jones be my name, but you can call me Sachie
I pull up in a slab, that'll knock out Rocky
I'm a baller baby, shot caller baby
In the Lex having sex, 20's crawling baby
I pull a white Jag, with a raw blue rag
It's been two three weeks, and I ain't used my thumb rag
But my grill (still shining), fifth wheel (still reclining)
And when the freaks see the platinum teeth speak, they be whining
My fo's are magnificent, ask Magnificent
My piece my chain and pinky ring, be all glistening
I'm Mike Jones, through the Woodnorth mayn
I can pimp the pen, or freestyle from the brain
Spit game from the head, and make a bitch give me head
If I ain't getting that bitch head, I'm getting that bitch bread
Dollas, hopping out the marble blue Impala
You ain't stepping in my slab, if you don't go low and swalla
I'm swerving in a Excursion, with three fo' pound birds
Now let's freestyle, I show my platinum smile
Mike Jones going long, head shots up in the chrome
I stepped outside, my girl got a Gucci thong
On her body call me Sacci, my do stay cocky
You might see me with Magnificent, or Kiotti
I steady be going, Mike Jones steady flowing
And wherever you see me, I gotta throw some mo' in
Showing off, it's the Mike Jones ain't got a job
But I still got the bitch, to go low and head bob
Teeth falling for an hour, I hopped out the shower
You in see Miogi on, with the baby powder
Where is the Chris Braser, hopped in my Blazer
Got cash up, so I bought a skyscraper
Steady freestyling, steady going long and strong

7/19/2007 12:14:35 AM

Quote :

"now these chicken head hoes see this platinum thick as white gold see the 20 inch Pirelli's roll mane thank they vogues dodgin all my foes ridin Cady truck wit dvd a flock of broads follow me from the club to break they knees knowin that's all i want straight out tha club tha rest ain't smellin right the last thang on they mind is freshin up its goin down tonight weave in they head weed in they purse still crunk baby seats all across the back wit clothes in the trunk"

[Edited on July 19, 2007 at 12:17 AM. Reason : i copy/pasted...its "think its white gold"]

7/19/2007 12:17:21 AM

NEW CITY
NEW SHOW
SAME THING
BUT WITH DIFFERENT HOES

7/19/2007 12:18:04 AM

YOU MIGHT CATCH MIKE JONES CHILLIN WIT A BOPPER
YES IM EATIN LOBSTER
THAT HO SHE EATS WHOPPERS

7/19/2007 12:28:34 AM

i cant post the lyrics i want cause no one has made the lyrics online before

[Edited on July 19, 2007 at 12:42 AM. Reason : Three 6 Mafia - 3-6 Feet Underground (The Unreleased Demon) - 05 - Take Care Ya Bizness.mp3]

7/19/2007 12:41:56 AM

gonna put them with italics cause i feel it adds more feeling...

Freaky little dick sucka, money loving cheese lovas
Suck a dick, do it quick, just so she can be your bitch
Trick ain't nothing but an idle
Wanna have a players title
Idle of the ass, lock it
Put the dick in fast, cock it
Back, Back, from da back
Dollar bills the ho will stack
From a fool, who was lame
Sucka ain't hip to the game, just the same
Never in your life sell out to a bitch
Hook up with yo row dogg mann and run through the bitch
Choo Choo chick, lick dick just like they do popcicles
Ugly sluts, lick up nut just like they do hot pickles
Nickel dime hoes dogg, yeah that's why I tell the story
Cause I know y'all don't fit the category
Much glory is what I give to my row nigs
Juicy J, Heavy C, and my nig Toby
They see like me and they down all the way
That's for getting da chewin every goddamn day

7/19/2007 12:53:36 AM

I see you through your window
I'm standing on a tree outside.

7/19/2007 12:54:19 AM

And we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again

7/19/2007 12:58:39 AM

Oh, I love you
I wish you got the flu
You're the cutest thing I've ever seen
Like a teddy bear on heroin
Come, I'll tuck you in tight
And I'll sing for you all night
All night

7/24/2007 1:56:05 AM

we've got to have it made,
you know that i love cake.

7/24/2007 1:57:48 AM

Mines a tale that cant be told,
My freedom I hold dear;
How years ago in days of old
When magic filled the air,
Twas in the darkest depths of mordor
I met a girl so fair,
But gollum, and the evil one crept up
And slipped away with her.
Her, her....yea.
Aint nothing I can do, no.

7/24/2007 2:03:17 AM

My favorite girl wanna leave just because I got a girlfriend
my freak girl tell me now she a christian
my white girl wanna move back to Michigan
I'm pullin girls off the bench like a "six-men"
I'm in the club doin the same ol' two step
while Omegas doin the same ol' que step
I had my money on my mind I was thinkin green
She a pledge AKA she was pink and green
I wanna good girl she want a gentleman
we sayin' the same thing like a synonym
I wasn't really spittin game I was scrimmigin
my pimpinship so hard it needs censorship
I'ma chicagoan till Chicago ends
till we blow like Chicago wind
I don't know what's better, gettin laid or gettin paid
I just know I'ma gettin one, the other's gettin away

7/24/2007 2:08:50 AM

do tha heizman on dat ho

7/24/2007 2:12:29 AM

LOL

7/24/2007 2:14:54 AM

North, north, south, south, Westwood, Orange Mound
Nigga we be smokin' lite; never Cha Cha Charlie Brown
Memphis niggas in this bitch; pockets full, ya know we bail
Hooked up with my nigga 'Cris, then we head to A-T-L
Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "Fuck you hoe!"
Niggas rollin' Optimo, snortin' that white shit up they nose
Mayne this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around
Juicy J be high as fuck; catch me in the lost and found

8/16/2007 10:13:33 AM

well i'm fucked up on the floor and i think i know why
it musta been some of that boone county moonshine

8/16/2007 11:43:21 AM

well i'm fucked up on the floor and i think i know why
it musta been some of that boone county moonshine

8/16/2007 11:43:59 AM

i got asssss cheeks on my white t
all these hoes keep lookin at me

8/16/2007 11:44:07 AM

Always marry an ugly girl; that's the only kind.
She'll never ever leave you, and if she does, you won't mind.

My uncle married an ugly girl. She drank from a special cup.
She had a great big upper lip, but her lower lip covered it up.

My cousin married an ugly girl. He thought he had it made,
But every night when she undressed, the neighbors they pulled their shades.

My brother married an ugly girl. The family got uptight.
They gave them a formal wedding. They painted the shotgun white.

When you make love to an ugly girl, she'll never let you quit,
Because she thinks that it's the last she's ever gonna get.

8/16/2007 12:02:44 PM

I'd rather masturbate than fuck with Vik Vaughn
I'd rather masturbate than fuck with Vik Vaughn
(aiyyo lemme watch)

8/16/2007 1:57:12 PM

[Hook - Eminem (singing)]
Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby
I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend
If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions
I'll kill you
Bitch I'm fuckin'
For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered
If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love

8/19/2007 12:55:08 PM

Quote :

"The motherfuckin south is in the house foe the nine fo Memphis niggaz, nigga and we killas who gon run the floor One of you hoes step One of you hoes gonna die bitch Aint no thang Civil and plain bang In your eye bitch Tricky type ass niggaz Always wanna flex they nuts But they gonna get fucked With this nine Stuck up they butt Unload this whole damn clip up in your ass hoe Naw, its to late to squash the shit I'm gonna blast hoe Fuck the five O And the motherfuckin jumpin grass Searching a real nigga in his draws Like they ass a fag Get yo god damn hands of a real one Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steal some Big ass cop think I'm playin But I'm from tha hood North Memphis hoe Yeah rank it bitch Hollywood Ready and prepared That's the exit que to With my tone Whatcha gonna do When my nine crones at your dome Bitches "

8/19/2007 4:25:49 PM

Now when I'm fuckin' those Jen I'm invincible
Don't love no hoe, that's my priciple
'cause uh, bitches come (and uh) bitches go
That's why I get my nut and I be out the fuckin' door
(You know) they might be the one to set me up
Wanna get their little brother to wet me up
That's why I tote Tecs and stuff to get'em off my case
Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced
I don't give a bitch enough to catch the bus
and when I see the semen I'm leavin'
Bitches be schemin', I kid ya not
That's why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked
One hoe said, "Big, why you so hard on us?
Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous?"
Thug nigga 'til the end, tell a friend bitch
'cause when I like ya, then ya go and fuck my friend bitch
(And you know that ain't right)

[Chorus]

You know that ain't right

With a friend of mine [x4]

[Verse 2]

You see, I don't sweat these hoes
I keep'em in flavours like Timbo's and Jibbo's
Bitches just like to play the Mary though
(Yeah we know, drop the scenario)
It was me, Dee, the MPV
The blunts and brew thang, knockin' some Wu-tang
M-E-T-H-Oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch
Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit
Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp
Needless to speak, the Gee's obsolete
Don't sleep! Banged the skins in a week
On the creep up the avenue
I seen her on the block, who she rappin' to?
That's my nigga Dee, damn he got Gee
Now she fuckin' him and fuckin' me, see
You know that ain't right

[Repeat chorus]

[Verse 3]

Uh...now I play her far like a moon play a star
She still sweat me hard 'cause I'm a rap star
I be cruisin' up the block, I be passin' her
Pimpin' hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, schemin' on a gang-bang
She should've used her intuition
Then she wouldn't be classified in that position, listen
She's sayin' I dissed her 'cause I'm fuckin' her sister
A message to the fellas, that really gets'em pissed, uh
But she started that fuckin' family
She fucked my man Dee, so why she mad at me?
Plus your sister look better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
So break the fuck out like a rash
I'm glad I ain't spend no cash to hit your nasty ass

8/19/2007 4:29:54 PM

"b/c i was fuckingggg high"

8/19/2007 5:30:54 PM

lot of imus goin on in here

8/19/2007 5:32:30 PM

This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock
it'll make Jehova's Witnesses think before they knock (Sorry, sorry!)
It'll make your grandmother come out of her hearse
it'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst (Ha ha!)
It'll make Holyfield start fighting
it'll make Ma$e say "Fuck church!" and go back to writing
It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
it'll make R. Kelly give respect to Aaron Hall
It'll make Christopher Reeve start walking
it'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barking
It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut
it'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fucking mutt
It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde
it'll make a redneck start to read the Holy Koran
It'll make Ike stop beating Tina
it'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina

8/22/2007 9:10:05 PM