West Coast! Y’all know since I hit NYC residents with a Statik Selektah x Termanology giveaway, I had to hit y’all with something. On June 3rd, TiRon and Ayomari are taking the stage at The Vibe Bar & Grill in Riverside, CA and I’ve got a pair of tickets. Want them? Hit the c-section with your favorite verse from either of the two. I’ll pick a winner at random and let you know via email (so make sure yours in the correct field).
I’m kidding – JK Rowling
But baby why yo eye so swollen?
You know I don’t mean to be in your B.I
And I ain’t gaming you to get up in your Levi’s
And nah, I ain’t just checking out your behind
But baby why you rewind is beyond me
Cuz he play you the same bullshit
Over and over and over
Lets talk about style
My styles wildin
Jean Wit a prior
Clean out the dryer
steam
Gangster
Lean like the tower of pisa
Do it for the cream, yea the breyers
a-ching
Catch us in the lab
cookin up classics
Top of the game
you lookin up at us
I live in San Diego
I would love to see there show
Never won anything like these give a nigga a break yo
2dopeboyz is my blog of choice
been rocking with you guys since I ran into the site
dope shit dope shit thats what I like
Hit my email up by the end of the night
much love and appreciate your time
PEACE
The rabbit holes’s deeper than Explainsix feet, sheesh
I notice the people feelin’ defeated but still they singing that get dough grind shit
My shit knock shit
I should kill you…grill too shiny on you hoes
And eenie meenie miney mo hoes I can get
The shit you tuned into is used to keep you used to stupid
Glued to glamour, cameras built onto computers now you shootin’
Posing like you supposed to have a crowd of fans or somethin’
Like its in your plans and so you dance with destiny
But you got two left feet
Cause you don’t lead, you follow trends so sip your lean and tat your skin
My friend or foe
If I offend you and the things you’re into you should know
That you ain’t into it…its into you
To center you and make you into zombies
I’ll be damn….just turn it up
Mman, blouse of yours is nice!
But not a’ight, just too tight
What the fuck u guys up writing right here?
Chill the fuck up, it’s summertime, have a beer!
Still trying to catch my breath
Engine running but I ain’t left yet
Shit, and our song just came on
Damn, feels longer than it used to be
Before I shook I should’ve told you that
You look amazing when it’s playing and I notice but…
Wait, I’m supposed to be upset right? (right?)
Lose my number that’s what I said right? (right?)
Have you ever wanted something… ever had a dream
Ever had a wish so big you would do anything
Just to make it come true? Time… money… whatever…
Gave it all you got, yup… grinding hungry as ever
But the only thing they tellin you is no,
And you know that you deserve it but them curtains bout to close
And the crowd’s walking out… so now you feel doubt.
And now you don’t believe. Plus, you wear it on your sleeve.
And the B.I.L.L.Z keep coming… Then another… and another…
And you wanna quit your job but you’re stuck… and shucks…
So now I’m waiting on the corner for the bus…
And this is how it feels when you’re down
It all seemed easier back then
Only had to deal with math, physics, quizzes and acne back then
And you was the mack. Now you trying to win her back
Asking if she wanna kick it and grab a bite to eat but…
When she was hungry you were full of shit…
Now you lick your lips at her new physique
And plus, another man’s beatin that, deep in that
She says she loves him so the money don’t compete with that
In other words, its deeper than sharing lunches
And more complex than playing M.A.S.H during class
Even though she’s dating doctors and you living in that shack … damn!
What to think if this was back then.
I got a long list of priorities like Laura please
Can you order me a porter house in the house
That overlooks the city with a chick that looks saditty
Cause she’s prettier than Minnie
Minnie Mouse and I’m her Micky
And we tripping
Venice, Sicily, sipping on V notes
C-Notes by the layer shit, true fucking player shit
Plus I promise myself before I die
I will fly like my momma said I could, so can I do so?
New clothes, new hoes, benji’s, Bentleys
My friends drinking Nouveau and puffing on Pluto
Wait, why should I even worry if you give me kudos?
Those that knew flat top T know what it be
And those that don’t just didn’t get it
But I’m sending this post card signed sealed delivered
Still pray for ‘em when I drop to my knees
And I even send a helicopter for ‘em when I visit
Let’s get it
Folks ask me where I’m from and I just say Chi-town
But if you check my resume it says different
60901, that’s where I was born at, and you should applaud that I even made it out
Closer to drama, no daddys just babymamas and miles away from Obama’s hood
And I ain’t grow up in the same neighborhood as Lupe
Or ‘Ye, but niggas did move yay to get the loot
Cause the city ain’t a city just a bunch of folks sitting on a shitty situation
If you are legit you ain’t really satisfied
And that’s the norm watching TV sit and fantasize
To stuck to even dream and even have a grind
Safe to say it ain’t the best place to be
But I claim it like my own, that’s my city, that’s my home
And I know that once I’m on, I’mma take em round the globe
60901, that’s where I’m from, uh
Have you ever wanted something… ever had a dream
Ever had a wish so big you would do anything
Just to make it come true? Time… money… whatever…
Gave it all you got, yup… grinding hungry as ever
But the only thing they tellin you is no
“She’s so, outrageously beautiful
Amazingly beautiful Who’d have known that she hate it every time she takes a look in the mirror all she hear is how she could’ve kept that nigga if she had bigger titties, pretty eyes, slimmer hips, lighter skin then she’d be gorgeous ordinary ain’t enough
so she plucks and she plucks, implants, tummy tucks
Suck it (inhale), suck it (inhale) really wishes she was thin
then she’d be perfect picture perfect personally there’s person that surpasses what you see but there’s a circus she’s apart of
she was brought to be bought up and these ballers ain’t been calling her since autumn like they ought to be
part of me understands it but otherwise it’s sanskrit
How a damsel can use her hands down her throat, so her pants fit
Famished she stands in front of that mirror tearing up
Asking, why she ain’t enough “
TBH Tiron & Ayomari aint that good I’m going for Sahtyre and Stevie Crooks