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This henny will make you feel like kenny from South Park

acting like you'll be reincarnated after your shot like a nark

everyones gotta prove they a man by makin me their mark

you better step off this or i'll attack like a shark

and i really need to bark out all my stress

and someone stole my vest, now theirs bullets aimed at my chest

they claimin they from the west, but they really need to rest

cuz im the very best, hands on my nine ready to test

hope you been blessed, cuz gods the only one left to save you

now its time to lay in your grave, longer then the road i juss paved

 

 

 

im loosin control on the road thats winding

one more curve and im in jail for clappin ya

and to think it all started with slappin ya

I really do love ya gurl, but your twisted

I know you love me to gurl, but im always misted

we can make this work, we juss need to settle our issues

we have to make this work, because i really miss you

after i sneeze you always first to say god bless you

after we fight im the first to hand you a tissue

 

 

 

im quick, your fisted

im done, your misted

your eyes are hazey, knees are weak

now all i gotta do is speak

im not even on my peak

but i was all last week member that shit

you sneak actin like you battlin but your shits written

now your a scared little pussy i mean kitten

i know your gonna say this verse aint fittin

but see im standin and now your sittin

dont forget thats my throne soon as im done spittin

This is my throne I'm king of this whole rap game

wait one day you'll see my name in the hall of fame

and you see its a shame that your so lame

cuz your womens kinda cute whats her name

dont get it twizted son i wont take her

shes to young plus she prolly dumb

and i bet she likes it in the bum

 

 

everytime i look at myself i wonder why i have this health

it dont help id rather be sick dying and coughin up blood

then to be by myself in this fucked up world i proved once again

i fucked shit up im never gonna have my picture XXL

i need to give up before im to weak to do it

i cant even chew it lifes to hard its like gnawwin on a bone

 

 

why do i even ask for your help when alls you do is yell

half my life has passed by and you put me threw hell

so why should i give a shit about you and your health

im confused and lost and im leaving quicker then a stealth

ive put all my wisdom in what i can do for you but you refuse

to let me succeed and you push me a away you leave me nothing to choose

so i leave with anger knowing that my lifes in danger i grab the booze

to drown my sorrows its only temporary maybe one day i wont wake from my snooze

but whats to lose when you chose to try to help someone out and they shit on you

i dont wanna sing the blues its life or the low road for me to choose ive grew

over and over i got a small body so theirs only so much room for me to grow inside

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