Chorus: Nobody's iller than the killer with no gloves on Never had a club song, but they still got love for him Because I'm top shelf in this rap shit The fact is this crackers got the crack hits
Verse 1: Who gives a fuck I'm suburban, you lil nerds better learn it I'm a loch ness in the water, you fags are fuckin mermen The money I'm earnin I'm burnin on beatin verdicts you heard it You herbs are nervous and hurtin I'm certain you deserve it I'm perfectly spurting verbs, slurring verses insane Merging every single word like I'm fuckin switchin lanes I'm prolific, poetic, prophetic, I said I meant it I'm heaven sent with my message, you want it, come fuckin get it I'll never let a competitor better me, heavy weaponry ready Mentally clever, my melodies are too deadly So don't step to me bitch, don't mess with me bitch Unless you see an early grave in your destiny bitch I'm fuckin serious you bubblegum cum-guzzlin fucks Got that hard facade until it's time to get rough I'll call your bluff you little hufflepuff love spittin bitches It's J-Kellz muthafucka I'm the illest thing livin
Verse 2: I'm immaculate with the rappin shit Got a magic trick, it's the rapid spit Aint no accident when I'm mackin it When I snap on the track and unravel it When I step up to bat like I have to win And I blast that shit right past the fence Gunna hold the record, no asterisk For the best kid spittin with no mastering And I hav to grin and laugh a bit Cus these fags don't know what a classic is And I don't want a fan that don't understand, just how good ol' dirty bastard is Little fashion trend faggot punks Never gunna follow wuts popular I'm always gunna be seen as the mean guy that just don't really give a fuck I've had it up to here, it's more homo every minute If the radio is hip hop, I don't wanna represent it Cus the lyricists are missin, the biggest hits are just mimics From these little illiterate daddy kissin midget gimmicks It's sickenin that the image is more important than music And these bitches with no talent are carried by the producers It's stupid they movin units, but they helping me prove That I'm the truest to do it, so get with it, or fuckin move
Bridge: People think that they know, how to rip these flows But they don't know the half So i sit back and I laugh
Don't take the track seriously, it's a joke about how white rappers only rap about how insane they are.
Chorus: I'm bouncing off the walls again, the Oxycontin got me bent I'm shakin like maracas, could it be the lack of oxygen I aint been to sleep in weeks, it might be make believe But either way I'm going crazy it seems
I'm a whiteboy, I gotta be insane to be accepted I can't rap about some normal shit, I gotta be molesting Priests and nuns, beatin bums, man I'm bleedin from the gums Cus I'm chewin on sum razorblades, I'm hot as demon cum I'll take an infant by the ankles and dip him into a crock pot Or strangler the fucker and take a drill right to his soft spot But it's alright cus the vicodin got me hyped up Tonight I'm getting my dick sucked by blind slut Plus she albino, I'm a rhino when I serve it And she wax it like it's vinyl, no hair by the cervix Better listen real close, little kids and take notes If you don't like that bully, go and buy a trench coat Pack two uzis and a bomb, go to school and just lose it Stupid, shoot him, you'll never be a cool kid You nuisance, get ruthless, nobody loves you Now don't be a pussy show that faggot wut a snub do
I'm getting hostile in a hospital, the glock will make it rock n roll I lock and load, and blow the doctors head off thru his nostril holes Phenomenal when I find a hobby and follow through Like my axe to your leg, I'll let you hobble for a few Then kick you over, let you crawl for the door Then pick you up and cut your nuts off and stuff em into your jaw I'm snuffin a fuckin whore, and fuckin her fuckin raw Til the corpse decompose and can't take dick anymore That fuckin slut deserved what she got When I met her in the parkin lot, she blew me off Like she aint know me before, well, I guess she didn't Either way it don't matter, cus she no longer livin I scream all night, writin murder on my walls Carvin words into arms while I'm walkin down the hall In slow motion, grinning and droolin spit Is this all just a dream or am I really fuckin losin it
Things are speeding up and slowing down Who's this person on the ground What's the reason that they bleeding And these voices are so loud Can somebody help me now I can't figure this shit out What's the reason that I'm bleeding And these voices are so loud
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Top Shelf Top Shelf
2009. Shadowville Productions
Chorus:
Nobody's iller than the killer with no gloves on
Never had a club song, but they still got love for him
Because I'm top shelf in this rap shit
The fact is this crackers got the crack hits
Verse 1:
Who gives a fuck I'm suburban, you lil nerds better learn it
I'm a loch ness in the water, you fags are fuckin mermen
The money I'm earnin I'm burnin on beatin verdicts you heard it
You herbs are nervous and hurtin I'm certain you deserve it
I'm perfectly spurting verbs, slurring verses insane
Merging every single word like I'm fuckin switchin lanes
I'm prolific, poetic, prophetic, I said I meant it
I'm heaven sent with my message, you want it, come fuckin get it
I'll never let a competitor better me, heavy weaponry ready
Mentally clever, my melodies are too deadly
So don't step to me bitch, don't mess with me bitch
Unless you see an early grave in your destiny bitch
I'm fuckin serious you bubblegum cum-guzzlin fucks
Got that hard facade until it's time to get rough
I'll call your bluff you little hufflepuff love spittin bitches
It's J-Kellz muthafucka I'm the illest thing livin
Verse 2:
I'm immaculate with the rappin shit
Got a magic trick, it's the rapid spit
Aint no accident when I'm mackin it
When I snap on the track and unravel it
When I step up to bat like I have to win
And I blast that shit right past the fence
Gunna hold the record, no asterisk
For the best kid spittin with no mastering
And I hav to grin and laugh a bit
Cus these fags don't know what a classic is
And I don't want a fan that don't understand, just how good ol' dirty bastard is
Little fashion trend faggot punks
Never gunna follow wuts popular
I'm always gunna be seen as the mean guy that just don't really give a fuck
I've had it up to here, it's more homo every minute
If the radio is hip hop, I don't wanna represent it
Cus the lyricists are missin, the biggest hits are just mimics
From these little illiterate daddy kissin midget gimmicks
It's sickenin that the image is more important than music
And these bitches with no talent are carried by the producers
It's stupid they movin units, but they helping me prove
That I'm the truest to do it, so get with it, or fuckin move
Bridge:
People think that they know, how to rip these flows
But they don't know the half
So i sit back and I laugh
Under Cover Lover (ft. J-kellz Under Cover Lover (ft. J-kellz)
----Chorus-----
You see my bills flyin'
i see em grill me cuz theyll never be as real as i am
your undercover lover
your boyfriend just aint built like i am
and when i make it, youll see
no ones quite like me
Hey There Delilah Suck My Dick Hey There Delilah Suck My Dick
a song about how badly Delilah wants my dick
On Edge ft.Mecca On Edge ft.Mecca
The Deity The Deity
Check out my other music at www.myspace.com/exceptid
Superhuman Superhuman
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Ex Murks The Spot Ex Murks The Spot
Talkin Talkin
my hit single off my mixtape the ur royal freshness mixtape, tell me what you think
Look Mah Look Mah
Late night at the club. And u see a beautiful woman. U want her and guess what? She wants u;)
Another Round (ft. M-Dukez & J Another Round (ft. M-Dukez & J-Kellz)
1st Verse
Rez
----Chorus----
They dont wanna see me on top
They dont wanna see me fly
They dont wanna see me rollin'
Well, I think they need another guy
I'd like to see you stop me
once my feet are on the ground
im hard to beat like rocky
and you wont see another round
2nd verse
M-Dukez
3rd Verse
J-Kellz
Stunting = Life (With Hook) Stunting = Life (With Hook)
A banger I made a couple of nights ago. $20 leases only at www.killbillproductions.com
Nsayne Krayze Nsayne Krayze
2009. Produced by Anno Domini
Don't take the track seriously, it's a joke about how white rappers only rap about how insane they are.
Chorus:
I'm bouncing off the walls again, the Oxycontin got me bent
I'm shakin like maracas, could it be the lack of oxygen
I aint been to sleep in weeks, it might be make believe
But either way I'm going crazy it seems
I'm a whiteboy, I gotta be insane to be accepted
I can't rap about some normal shit, I gotta be molesting
Priests and nuns, beatin bums, man I'm bleedin from the gums
Cus I'm chewin on sum razorblades, I'm hot as demon cum
I'll take an infant by the ankles and dip him into a crock pot
Or strangler the fucker and take a drill right to his soft spot
But it's alright cus the vicodin got me hyped up
Tonight I'm getting my dick sucked by blind slut
Plus she albino, I'm a rhino when I serve it
And she wax it like it's vinyl, no hair by the cervix
Better listen real close, little kids and take notes
If you don't like that bully, go and buy a trench coat
Pack two uzis and a bomb, go to school and just lose it
Stupid, shoot him, you'll never be a cool kid
You nuisance, get ruthless, nobody loves you
Now don't be a pussy show that faggot wut a snub do
I'm getting hostile in a hospital, the glock will make it rock n roll
I lock and load, and blow the doctors head off thru his nostril holes
Phenomenal when I find a hobby and follow through
Like my axe to your leg, I'll let you hobble for a few
Then kick you over, let you crawl for the door
Then pick you up and cut your nuts off and stuff em into your jaw
I'm snuffin a fuckin whore, and fuckin her fuckin raw
Til the corpse decompose and can't take dick anymore
That fuckin slut deserved what she got
When I met her in the parkin lot, she blew me off
Like she aint know me before, well, I guess she didn't
Either way it don't matter, cus she no longer livin
I scream all night, writin murder on my walls
Carvin words into arms while I'm walkin down the hall
In slow motion, grinning and droolin spit
Is this all just a dream or am I really fuckin losin it
Things are speeding up and slowing down
Who's this person on the ground
What's the reason that they bleeding
And these voices are so loud
Can somebody help me now
I can't figure this shit out
What's the reason that I'm bleeding
And these voices are so loud
Gave Her The Sauce ft. Obie Gave Her The Sauce ft. Obie
a song about how girls love the sauce
Another Round (w/O-Rez & M-Duk Another Round (w/O-Rez & M-Dukez)
2010.
Collab track with sum boys
Verse 1 : O-Rez
Verse 2 : M-Dukez
Verse 3 : J-Kellz
Confrontation Confrontation
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Powerful Prod Jordan Meyer Powerful Prod Jordan Meyer
My Life Prod. Jordan Meyer My Life Prod. Jordan Meyer
Nothing We Can't Do Nothing We Can't Do
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Live Like A God Live Like A God