HomeGrown Productions

Song title : To my an old friend

Yo Sqeeky , Say you love Beezy - ****ing B Once an old friend you dont even ****ing know me
Rap like I was prodigy , Gives if ya **** if ya got me. What , got something stuck ?
But **** I forgot squeeky you fu*king can't hear me , Wrote this **** sincerely. Yo shithead Fuc* your dearly.
Yeah , how I rap it is some sort of Craze , Rap it now not back in the days , Time's a ticking , Man You're ****ing late
Think that one mother ****er got a better rhythm. I gives a **** if ya pay attention , acting like a 5 year old who pretended ,keep your kids bops back in the kitchen , Should stop look and listen , Yo know it's you Squeek who i'm dissing.

Song title : Couldn't thank you enough

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PanTqKXzzLk - listen and reads

As I bust open my first drink trying harder and harder to think , From that old Ex from that
To these two cousins , Provided me something glad that made me know I was more nothing , I couldn't tell it easier
We all wanna chase that thrill , Some chasing that lost dolla bill , Truth is that is how we all feel , Drugs seem to be the achilles heel.
What is rap fame standards , It's shame people put themselves out like free samples , One example is that "im everybody's friend"
So basically you talk **** behind everyones back , Walk the walk when you talk all that , cause I represent everything in every rap.
it's a form on how I sing not trying to be ****ing black. But I write depressed to raise my confidence , Knowing that I will have fought it
Repping the ones who really got it, Stressing that my head seems knotted , But I know how to stop it , Girl that switly lays by my side
Maybe I am living right , Love you all who are to my side , Lusting it all and I'm just some damn voice behind the ****ing mic.....

ong title : My throne

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vuql8iUgAFI - listen and read

Yo Beezy and Squeeky, any other mother ****er who can't hear me. Pull out the nots in your panties
Think this is your game , Worthless shitheads go back to where you from , I'mma show you the biches you are when I'm done ,
not even lyrically. You guys don't know **** , 1's a ***** who can spit. One's a **** who think's he's all it , How'd your egos get to be this ,mother ****ers like you I know I'll never miss , but hahahaha. Yo B , Think you write a little couple good lines , couple pathetic kiddie bullshit rhymes , Slap that spit out your **** sucker , Cause you ain't nothing but the same , Rapping like you gonna make a change , You said walk the walk , come on I wanna see you walk that walk


B and Squeek, This ain't just between you and me , Pull out the cum out ya ear so maybe ya hear , mother ****ers know where I live , come here. Tell your brother that **** gotta go down , I expect all 3 of you mothers ****ers around now , What have we got now?
Proud to say this is my ****ing throne , 3 little mutts go fetch a ****ing bone , All 3 of your styles are on god lamn a loan , **** it mother ****ers with me...your OWNED , Took your style and swallowed it ****ing whole.

Ight , One love or otherwise D J O Y ,Stunt and Puff that blunt till I die
Who gives a **** about organized stuff , Words be can be wise but break ****ing ties.
It still hurts and you don't know why , Bullshit lurks behind the homie to your side , All around....
Words can't describe how hard I try , but ya'll asking for more
But they talk like the there the god devil , One the real ****ing level
Step to my mental mother ****ing level , Tell me I need to chill and settle
Yeah , Laid back more then ever , Gave rap make up sex like nothing ain't better , Got the fate like the rest the games a ***** , Glad I met her

Song title : You crossin' some lines

So to start , Just lost job my today , Some ask where you work anyway?
Work for the top restraunt isn't it great , Yeah but what's your money/hour rate?
"10 an hour" alright so who the bust *** coward.
Well first let me tell ya , I make this ***** run right round. Like a snitch who just got found out.

So you ask what does it matter , As I rap listen ya need to fukking gather.
At last pay attention cause I'm a honest rapper. I work hard for what I do ,
I'm a form of art what are you? Times reborn and we all know it's true.
So , When I tell ya bout losin my lively hood. **** that mo ****a to hell who got my job took
Captain ****head seems to think I'm a crook. Dreams are decieving what how ya look. ( to be cont ) just kinda bashing rhymes.

Known as one love
To me it seems ya'll don't know much
I bust out phrases that people put in all there trust
You hate to love or love to hate
But who gives a ****?

That C fresha and Beezy say one love get betta
Writing you a little ****ing letta.
Reaping hell on my terrioty
How could I ever let ya?
My throne for thaking fukking bet ya...
Game gotta way to cold I'm the one to tell ya.
Facts chill to the bone sorry litle fhella.

Song title : Let me see

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alXdbow1xP0- listen and read

Let me see , what I can do for you , Say you're love for me is through da roof
Please this ain't no news , Cause my words flow crystal clear water
Girls say damn ,why he gotten so hotter , No sorrys to the babe's father
Got your hips moving with da beat , **** girl I'm losing it take a seat
I'm choosing wether I do you or do me , But damn let me see
Baby girl what you got under neath , Cause my words so smooth you know I ain't a creep
In bed I sense you're a freak , You know what I said
Come on baby girl I see your cheeks red , I treat you like all the damn rest
You ask what you gonna do next , 1 move and I take ya breath , You don't know wha you'd if I left
Style that I represent is so damn splended , Seductive words ask me If I meant it
Eruption of seduction when my words seem like something , You jealous so you fussin'
What you don't understand me when I'm busting , Cause
I got a girl that see alot , Matter fact same damn job
But damn what makes her so hot , Underneath wonder what she got
Come here when you need what you want. Her curves gotta way to taunt
Pleading for there needing , Want me all between it , All up on it she want me to feel it
Who I am I know you hear it , You just wanna get near it , Turn round the rear end , Thank you the end....

Song title : Why you B*tching

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iY3xSHlZQq4 - listen and read

So I gotta ask why ya b*tching , Keep your ears open pay attention
You fussin' bout someones ambition , Homie you betta listen
Ya little Bitc*es can Get it or forget it , critics I'm not here to impress it
Style like this ; check it. Attitude like this ; Respect it

How I do it everyone will 'member it , Now lose it girl like you a menace
Damn you know I gotta way to tempt it , I gotta flow that seems like satin sent it
This ain't a dream where you deicide what you want , I'm right when I say you gotta get what you want
By the fukking day I leave these pricks in a haunt , but I don't got an ego that's big
Won't forget how'd the beat go and that's some real **** , I'mma be beat every last wanna be *****
Because if you don't believe this , Let's go anywhere anytime I mean it , Little mother ****a's wouldn't wanna see it

but let this me this **** simple , I'm show you how I'm twisted
Took the bullshit you talk to to live and lived it , Took all I could and had to spit it
Words behind it all I'll never forget it , Ballin' just cause I let it
My style is appauling you're jealous so dread it , So flawless no stopping so ask me I how meant it.

Chorus - He back! Who back? Welcome back to the mind of a ****ing maniac...

Song title : Dealing with you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF1nYjDFO0o - listen and readddddddddd.

Beezy the fat mother fukka , The wanna be whos rap is like every other
Once called you a brother , Rolling this blunt I give's a **** about ya coc* sucker
Twisted I'd love to see you suffer , But I've lived it some come to the gutter
You wanna rap with roughest , Act like you roll with the toughest
Compare us when I bust it , I'm rare and alot people trust it
You take alot dic* and suck it , I'm the antidote cause you think you're "so sick" and I love it
Listen last one time , Claiming you da illest man alive , Face it you ain't even a man in life you fukking hide
You nothing but a bitc* who's fake behind the mic


Come on where you at , Here's the last fukking fact , I've got all the words and you can't have em back , I've got anything you thought of in fukking stack. Claiming you nasty when it's come this "rap".
Come on beezy , Thinking you can write up to me , I'm thinking you nothing but a bitc* who's a wanna be
But hey thats what some gotta be , Think you got it made oh my god please
Haven't even got laid stuck to your right hand saying you're a fukking G?
Nah little bitc* Beeazy ain't nothing but a phony , really beezy ain't no homie
Friends come and go we'll see who knows me , Till then mother ****ers ya can blow me

Song title : Time to kill

Chorusx2/ Runnin' out of time to kill , You bumpin' to the words that I live
My words and style are the **** , But ay don't complain like a bitc*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cysce...feature=fvwrel


runnin' out of time to kill , Something tells me that I need to stop with this fifth
Fuc*ing this chick like she was birthday gift how long till she got me pissed
Really can't tell this but damn I just don't hope she a bitc*
Feel me cause time to kill I'm gonna ****ing miss

We celebratin' that we don't give a fu*k about this nation
Rappers stuck cause there not even facing
Fact of the matter that time can't be wasted
All the bullshit you talk you betta fuc!ing save it

Cause time ain't nothing but a chase
Something bout' you got way to hate
Bet you a 3some was how you got made
You ain't fuc!ing nothing so stop acting like ya great


Chorus2/ Runnin' out of time to kill , Ya bumpin' to da words I live
My style seems to be the **** , But ay don't complain like a bitc*

Song title : Break it down , Roll it up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yt8zxXjt7P4 - listen and read

Chorus2/Break it down , Roll it up
Puff that bowl , After light a butt.

Buy my **** for the next week , Life's a ***** so I stay high to be free
Some try to get to rich and tell others how it be , I spit after I smoke 2 joints to only me
Weed with a stench you can't disagree , My smoking resume will for sure agree
Break it down now that roll dat' weed , Pick and poke out any last seed

Cause we rolling up what homie's like us love , Straight pure tastie bud.
Smoke through times that are tough , I know someday my ways will adjust
Smoke for there ain't no thing as luck , Rolling Mary J cause we love to not give a fukk
Hey don't hold back cause we all go through stuff , Pain will forever be rough

Chorusx2/



I got a morale to appraise
Hit a weed day keeps the other drugs away , Cause sticking by that is one's ****king way
Living at moment's don't seem great (to be cont)

Song title : To this day , I am...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAY32Yht9qw - listen and read

So as I write with this jack to my right , Thinking about all of life
Spitting cause I only know the mic , Straight bottle sippin nodding out the night
Listen , when I mention though every intrumental
Why OneLove who live's gental but inside thrive mental , Time to me is super essential
People say you got all the potential , It's believable when I say make peoples lives livable , Cause I make the impossible possible. (to be cont.)

Song title : What next?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZI4Mf...eature=related - listen and read

So got this nice chick with some liquor
Some bud to with tunes laid back as I kiss her
Life can be rough till I'm with her
Times gonna tell some stuff sometimes it's like a twister

but as I got all the cash and all I could thought of
As I rap I think whats next when I got this much
On the brightside puff after ****!ing puff
Think I'm like I can't live without that stuff?
Living for the fun damn right I still don't give a f*ck

Ay baby girl I don't mean to ride yo grill
For all my life is worth you just my only thrill
Rejection don't hurt but with you I can't stay still
Tell the world I need new still I'm just finding time to kill

Of all the sh!t I rapped I got to much to lose
Look at my past I need new , which is you
Not clingy when I say that cause I just speak the truth
Think you get me here I fill you in on some news

Yo twizley , Look inside do you see me
Between them legs can't take me over believe me
Drugs is what you want freely , You gives a fuc! about who I be
You ain't nothing more to me junkie you gonna be

but...

my best friend? nah just seductive
At the end of the day I just wanna squeeze something
Welcome to daddy's place this ain't nothing
Girl don't hate cause with you I don't trust it



Chorus /
Damn where do I got next , Don't wanna be like be the rest
Make everything into the best , Till I got nothing I left (to be cont.)

Originally Posted by HomeGrownProduction

Song title : Dealing with you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF1nYjDFO0o - listen and readddddddddd.

Beezy the fat mother fukka , The wanna be whos rap is like every other
Once called you a brother , Rolling this blunt I give's a **** about ya coc* sucker
Twisted I'd love to see you suffer , But I've lived it some come to the gutter
You wanna rap with roughest , Act like you roll with the toughest
Compare us when I bust it , I'm rare and alot people trust it
You take alot dic* and suck it , I'm the antidote cause you think you're "so sick" and I love it
Listen last one time , Claiming you da illest man alive , Face it you ain't even a man in life you fukking hide
You nothing but a bitc* who's fake behind the mic


Come on where you at , Here's the last fukking fact , I've got all the words and you can't have em back , I've got anything you thought of in fukking stack. Claiming you nasty when it's come this "rap".
Come on beezy , Thinking you can write up to me , I'm thinking you nothing but a bitc* who's a wanna be
But hey thats what some gotta be , Think you got it made oh my god please
Haven't even got laid stuck to your right hand saying you're a fukking G?
Nah little bitc* Beeazy ain't nothing but a phony , really beezy ain't no homie
Friends come and go we'll see who knows me , Till then mother ****ers ya can blow me

Song Title:
Fly Away (You Mad)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDIM0T4iDJI

(hook)
Tough love, One Love, but the throne is mine
Just listen to the lyrics and let me explain why
It's your expiration date, now's the time to resign
You're a microphone disaster, straight up genocide

Never should've stepped against the illest man Beazy
But In self defense I'm decking lines, you better believe me
Your steppin' has you trippin' man, you're too fukking sleazy
Since you think it's a game, your difficulty is easy

First time that I heard you rap you said you're the best
But I didn't fukking fall for it and nor did the rest
Then I got into rapping, just to give you a test
I Inherited insanity fallen from the cucoo's nest

Mark this sh!t down and remember the day
The day that you were speechless and had nothing to say
Your chirp to my bark is a futile display
Rest in peace little birdie, now fly away

(hook)

I'm right back at it man and this sh!t ain't over
Busting through your fukking lines as if it was Red Rover
See you're sh!t out of luck, while I sh!t four leaf clovers
Mr. Rogers had more fukking swag than you, god damn poser

Me and CFresh go fukking harder than a hockey team
Golfing or tennis is where you reside, you're inbetween
If you had talent, I fukking robbed you it seems
You're such a god damn joker, I'm the king, be my queen

You have all of these songs that you didn't give time
And then you try to flow with all of them, they don't even rhyme
So take example from me, because it's my time to shine
I got patience and persistence, read between the lines

Originally Posted by For Realz

Song Title:
Fly Away (You Mad)
[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDIM0T4iDJl

(hook)
Tough love, One Love, but the throne is mine
Just listen to the lyrics and let me explain why
It's your expiration date, now's the time to resign
You're a microphone disaster, straight up genocide

Never should've stepped against the illest man Beazy
But In self defense I'm decking lines, you better believe me
Your steppin' has you trippin' man, you're too fukking sleazy
Since you think it's a game, your difficulty is easy

First time that I heard you rap you said you're the best
But I didn't fukking fall for it and nor did the rest
Then I got into rapping, just to give you a test
I Inherited insanity fallen from the cucoo's nest

Mark this sh!t down and remember the day
The day that you were speechless and had nothing to say
Your chirp to my bark is a futile display
Rest in peace little birdie, now fly away

(hook)

I'm right back at it man and this sh!t ain't over
Busting through your fukking lines as if it was Red Rover
See you're sh!t out of luck, while I sh!t four leaf clovers
Mr. Rogers had more fukking swag than you, god damn poser

Me and CFresh go fukking harder than a hockey team
Golfing or tennis is where you reside, you're inbetween
If you had talent, I fukking robbed you it seems
You're such a god damn joker, I'm the king, be my queen

You have all of these songs that you didn't give time
And then you try to flow with all of them, they don't even rhyme
So take example from me, because it's my time to shine
I got patience and persistence, read between the lines

Song title : Wanna be

Listen and read - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDIM0T4iDJI / http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMafTvnRyuE

Chorusx2 / Little Beezy-b , Listen Wanna be
B!itchin' were you outta be , Thinkin' you somebody
Love's Spitting to er'body why beezy's still fu*cking nobody!


It's about Time I deal with your b!tch a*s
2 fuc!ing lines and we SEE who's king of rap!
Ya kanye style ain't nuthin' but crap
Why oh Why Wanna-B your sh*t so bad!? :?

It's so sad , to think of you being so hard
Told your fat a*s from the fuc!ing start
You can write can't rap ; So Watch ya f!cking guard!....
Talk alot of smack See you in local parking lots

Beezy B , That wanna-be
Cfresh bout' hard as a fuc!ing cheering team
Mr. Red rov-aaa a b!tch computer geek
Can't ev-a try to compete with me

Left you die to bone dry in defeat
Look at why ya owned when you see you're beat
Luv's mudda fuc!ing throne ; try fuc!ing with me
hahah yeah right mutha fuc!a , Please!





Little Beezy-b , Listen Wanna be
B!itchin' were you outta be , Thinkin' you somebody
Love's Spitting to er'body why beezy's still fu*cking nobody!



Talent like this ; you can't have it
When you reach the casket ; Watch em laugh at it
You like all the rest ; yet you still don't grasp it
Think you best betta yet ya can't rap sh!t!

You got a mono voice like an asian
World's on to you Beezy-B ;and I ain't playing
Words gott way to hurt ; Oops I got you hating what I'm saying
I put beezy in the genre of the worst ; They can't name it

Think I got an ego but you act like you famous
Feel me though cause beezy's sh!t "We hate it!"
Who own the throne ; 1luv always takes it
Beezy's owned and understood as fuc!ing outrated!

Chorusx2 / Little Beezy-b , Listen Wanna be
B!itchin' were you outta be , Thinkin' you somebody
Love's Spitting to er'body why beezy's still fu*cking nobody!

Song title : Living like....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AhAeP...eature=related - listen and read


Living like todays to the day to die
Missing what she had to say as we drank all night
Wishing times could stay this great haha ; Yeah right
Giving lines that make you put up with them fights

Living like I'm chashin' every different thrill
Every night there's no tellin' how she'll feel
Despite you dwellin' cause the pain is hard to deal
We ridin' at night as I tell the words of the street

But , time's are something else
Yo girl we on the grind tomorrow I can't tell
Living like tonight "He's mine" cause I make 'er melt
She like me polite so I treat her more then well

But hell , I'm just a bird flying freely
Words can't ever tell how you can't be me
How about any mother fuc!as say you can see me
Word up to my brudda's cause we always keep it easy

Song title : Doing me

[url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJS27g5fdlM&feature=related[


Jack brings the times with the girl to my side
She says "Rap about me" in your lines ,
Now move it with my words through the my mic
Up to you if you spend the night

They think they rollin' with the real G's?
I'm ownin' b!tches who think they'll fuc! with me
She moanin' for my d!ck cause I think she love me
Think you da boldest **** you just dumb to me

But enough of me lets hear from the truth
To them suck'a wanna be's from me to you
You got toys but you ain't nothing new
Djoy's spittin' to the bass that gotta way to "boom"


Cause of done did my club sh!t
Think you da sh!t you can suck my d!ck
Break yo bones like sticks ;i'll back it up right now b!tchhhh
Retired any snitch ; Remind me why I gotta be like this

Oh yeah , cause I'll do it any form or way
I was born for this sh!t could it be any otha way?
I warned you i'll kill em all by the end of the fuc!ing day!

Song title : Harder then a hockey team

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EC3cjay_-_c - listen and read

Drop is at : 00:43

Love and Beezy harder then a hockey team
Yo son we do this easy so don't fuc! with us 3!
Fuc! with us, Meet the concrete!
Try to pull stunt's in anyshape you will be beat

We got pure raw talent ; this our game
Rap's our's you can't have it so know the name
Rappin' like Sades son's gone insane
Don't fuc! with us cause ya won't maintain

Ya really think you might be as hard as us?
Yo sh!t just don't step to mine you know it's obvious
When it comes to this sh!t I'm a prophecy
You a b!tch so don't even try to stop us 3!


Tell you something you gotta confess
You Ain't fuc!ing nothing you far from the best
More then eva hard ain't even no test
Betta know fresha's leavin' the game a rest!

Song title : Lay back

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gxUIFxDN35g - listen and read

Lay back relax to the smoothness of da beat
As I rap move in groove wit watcha hear from me
She moving with point's to prove fearlessly
She move like her looks kill ; Ya feel me?

Hah.


got my JackD filled to the brimm
Livin happy even if life can be a b!tch
1 life so betta believe I'mma live that sh!t
Nodding at night 'Thinkin' how can I do this

Working my as* off for a lousy house
Rapped my as* off cause it's all knew about
The past will always make me who I am now
I lay back she move like magic when no round!


Chorusx4-
Lay back and move it all up and down
Move that as* as bass the delivers with a bounce
Move to the track like she run the town
Grindin' down that shaft she tryin' to arouse

Song title : Already seen it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2czz1fxNu3E - listen and read


People judge you within the first 3 words
If ya do ya fuc! you to cuz that's how it works
Night ride with the crew we always on the lurk
I'm like you but I take bullsh!t and from it I learn

Done with girls who are to insecure
Done with woman and there god damn lectures
Done looking for em' with no pain or pressure
Yo son at my age I'm the first to tell ya!

Cause I came from where it all started
Been through all the pain of the hardest
Let me tell you sh!t stay the same regardless
Seen it every way so I never let my guard up....(to be con)