N.I.G.G.E.R Freestyle

By Jet 2

On Tha Propellar 2 Mixtape

Released on August 28, 2009

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[Intro]

Yeah, uh huh

Now there's a second time for everything

So let's go on ahead and get into this


[Verse]

I do this for my sister

And the listeners

That'll listen to lyrics and hear it

Instead of worshipping incoherence

And view the spirit

And merit of the soul inside a lyric

Where's the difference

When you listen, every artist paints a picture

That consists of money, bitches, guns

Weed, drugs, ice, money, bitches, guns

Fuck bitches then come

I do this for the listeners

That can understand what a word is

And discern it

I serve my verses beneath the surface

Wherever the worms is

Flow deeper than surgeon incision

Or sea beneath the burning of bridges

Jet 2, never shall turbulence hit him

I'm perfect with vision

Even reminiscing remembers the Memorex Behind my intellect

Capture picture then interpret the Representation of the illustration

Of the inner rap

I am where swagger

And meaningfulness intersect

Beyond the rapper rhyming for diamonds

And signing

Hoping that he shines

In the minds of all the gold diggers

With no respect from old niggas

And love for no bitches

Or so he jots down in a rhyme

Where every single line defines his dimes

But show no thought of authenticity

Inside the mind

Of the creator of the verse

That you heard a couple times

And memorized, the lesson dies

I best advice that you decide

To utilize your useful mind

Instead of you to lie

I must become more creative than I was

In order to spring like January through July

So who am I?

The lyricist with the lyrics

That can change the mood from dry

To lift you up to the sky

Take you farther than that

Bring you back to life

This is more than rap, it's history inside a cipher

The propeller of every dream

And the mind is part of the engine

The body is the machine

And the soul is the mechanism

The talent is just the method

Education's what separates

Amateurs from excellent

And I choose magnificent

In everything I'm dealing with

Why should I be anything less

When I'm still living

And the sky is the limit

And I'm higher than the limit

Take one breath, no spaceship

And I just might not make it

In space you gotta exercise patience

'Cause ain't no milky way gon' save ya

I never move backwards when I moonwalk

Come and take an astronaut vacation

But, this is not vacation

Shooting for the sun

And every single star blazing

Just ask Langston, I'll be the raisin in the sun

That never gets burned by the rays in the sun

You can say things, but son

Regardless of your attempt to eclipse me

You can never stop the sun from raising

Welcome to the mixtape and

This is where legendary'll meet greatness

Face it

I got a passion that'll never change

Always keep egging

No matter wherever you take it