Josh
05-17-2014, 12:01 AM
-cause it's them giraffes that front, they be pullin' stunts
not to mention smokin' blunts, elevate jam mega i-LL dunk
hang time on the R/I/M takin' mega dumps
In LeBrons face, Mutombo in hiz prime wouldn't stand a chance
LA to France flyin' over the Swizz Alps Skull Candy in it's ears competition twitchin' like they got ants in they pants ...
Two pairs of pumps equipped leavin' Shawn Bradly's grill on it's rump
And the Ming Dynasty forget about it, Jigga may have been all around the world mackin' girls girls girls but he ain't ballin' like this -
This giraffe eats any and all challengers for breakfast, not just ballaz, but MCs too
Kool G Rap got Primo on the beat and this long neck spitter ripped him to shreds
Killed 'em so vicious there was a mistaken homicide investigation,
Once five oh found out it was a music slaying the police commissioner was so embarrassed he almost shut down the whole damn station
The giraffe felt so bad for the bone-headed pigs he walked in brand new J's and all on all fours and said "oink oink any pork boys up in here?!"
One of the officers was pissed off enough he pulled the clock from his hip pointed it and said to that long neck bastard "who the **** do you think you a\re?!"
UDon'tKnowtheHalfofRaff (dude's MC name) turned around and said "go ahead, make my day" ... Looked the officer dead in his eyes, and he knew he was no match, the officer shakin' in his boots tryin' not to look like a complete chump and thinkin' his fellow boys in blue would have his back and stuttered as he said "why don't you go back to Africa?" ... the place got quiet ... dude was on his own, not a soul had his back ... the only thing that had his back was DontKnowtheHalf's four hind legs as he did a malevolent drop kick then the dropped cop was brave enough to stand on his feet so Half pulled a Sub Zero, bit Mr. Officer 'bout to bite the dust by the back of the neck ripped his head off spinal cord hangin more than the Babylon Gardens, blood drippin' with Bone Thugs playin' in the background (Crossroads) "I don't know why, we die we die, I don't wanna die....? but there one simpleton cop lay flap on his back in his own puddle of life liquid... his name tag read "Great Greg"
Well hot damn another poster falls by the hands of the great one Legend of Josh via UDon'tKnowtheHalfofRaff, the mega i-LL giraffe and ain't no tellin' who's next. Aint no e-ga safe in the place, better dial 9/1/1 ask for the Gee Oh Dee ... the receptionist says hold please ... three seconds pass ... then it's answered by someone you know well, a legendary voice says "sup" sudden hang up. Been gettin' that a lot lately. All good. It's been long over due. Quality Control is back, and more fierce then ever. If you been keepin' this place movin' on an entertaining vibe doing ya thang as normal you got nothin' to worry about ... but if you're on the other end of that supernova off in the direction that emits the least amount of light (meaning you're not entertaining, your light fades quickly, a one trick pony who's been out of tricks awhile now) - it might be high time you pack ya bags and get the **** outta dodge, otherwise you might just find yourself being that unlucky son-of-a-bitch that runs out of gas in your itty biddy pinto directly over some train tracks red lights flashing safety gates got you pinned in and the conductor is probably high as **** thinks the shit's funny guzzlin' a Steel Reserve that aka liquid crack ready to embrace for the impact as the sparks fly metal against metal and that sweet smell of crushed/burning steel for a good quarter mile before the train comes to a complete stop.
The conductor gets on the horn, notifies the local police station and says "yeah 10-4 we have an idiot who posted at ISH a bit past his pay grade, didn't know his role, or maybe he did and just took too many chances eventually running out of that "cool juice" (or in RL gasoline) and by the laws of posting nature ultimately caused his own demise; I just wanted to notify you guys to let you know of the situation, LOJ out... 10-4."
not to mention smokin' blunts, elevate jam mega i-LL dunk
hang time on the R/I/M takin' mega dumps
In LeBrons face, Mutombo in hiz prime wouldn't stand a chance
LA to France flyin' over the Swizz Alps Skull Candy in it's ears competition twitchin' like they got ants in they pants ...
Two pairs of pumps equipped leavin' Shawn Bradly's grill on it's rump
And the Ming Dynasty forget about it, Jigga may have been all around the world mackin' girls girls girls but he ain't ballin' like this -
This giraffe eats any and all challengers for breakfast, not just ballaz, but MCs too
Kool G Rap got Primo on the beat and this long neck spitter ripped him to shreds
Killed 'em so vicious there was a mistaken homicide investigation,
Once five oh found out it was a music slaying the police commissioner was so embarrassed he almost shut down the whole damn station
The giraffe felt so bad for the bone-headed pigs he walked in brand new J's and all on all fours and said "oink oink any pork boys up in here?!"
One of the officers was pissed off enough he pulled the clock from his hip pointed it and said to that long neck bastard "who the **** do you think you a\re?!"
UDon'tKnowtheHalfofRaff (dude's MC name) turned around and said "go ahead, make my day" ... Looked the officer dead in his eyes, and he knew he was no match, the officer shakin' in his boots tryin' not to look like a complete chump and thinkin' his fellow boys in blue would have his back and stuttered as he said "why don't you go back to Africa?" ... the place got quiet ... dude was on his own, not a soul had his back ... the only thing that had his back was DontKnowtheHalf's four hind legs as he did a malevolent drop kick then the dropped cop was brave enough to stand on his feet so Half pulled a Sub Zero, bit Mr. Officer 'bout to bite the dust by the back of the neck ripped his head off spinal cord hangin more than the Babylon Gardens, blood drippin' with Bone Thugs playin' in the background (Crossroads) "I don't know why, we die we die, I don't wanna die....? but there one simpleton cop lay flap on his back in his own puddle of life liquid... his name tag read "Great Greg"
Well hot damn another poster falls by the hands of the great one Legend of Josh via UDon'tKnowtheHalfofRaff, the mega i-LL giraffe and ain't no tellin' who's next. Aint no e-ga safe in the place, better dial 9/1/1 ask for the Gee Oh Dee ... the receptionist says hold please ... three seconds pass ... then it's answered by someone you know well, a legendary voice says "sup" sudden hang up. Been gettin' that a lot lately. All good. It's been long over due. Quality Control is back, and more fierce then ever. If you been keepin' this place movin' on an entertaining vibe doing ya thang as normal you got nothin' to worry about ... but if you're on the other end of that supernova off in the direction that emits the least amount of light (meaning you're not entertaining, your light fades quickly, a one trick pony who's been out of tricks awhile now) - it might be high time you pack ya bags and get the **** outta dodge, otherwise you might just find yourself being that unlucky son-of-a-bitch that runs out of gas in your itty biddy pinto directly over some train tracks red lights flashing safety gates got you pinned in and the conductor is probably high as **** thinks the shit's funny guzzlin' a Steel Reserve that aka liquid crack ready to embrace for the impact as the sparks fly metal against metal and that sweet smell of crushed/burning steel for a good quarter mile before the train comes to a complete stop.
The conductor gets on the horn, notifies the local police station and says "yeah 10-4 we have an idiot who posted at ISH a bit past his pay grade, didn't know his role, or maybe he did and just took too many chances eventually running out of that "cool juice" (or in RL gasoline) and by the laws of posting nature ultimately caused his own demise; I just wanted to notify you guys to let you know of the situation, LOJ out... 10-4."