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Me Against The World

11 November 2015

If I Don’t Go To Hell

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

If I don’t go to Hell when I die, I might go to Heaven…

I don’t want to die, I’m expressing a reservation
But I’m a mess and i should invest in a restoration
Start seeking the truth on a special investigation
Every time I do I’m left with a question racing
When I die do I have a definite destination
Returning to the source of the infinite information
Or burning in the scorch of indefinite decimation
Thats the question I’m facing its got me stressed and impatient
They tell me just focus on dead president chasing
Until I’m a hospital bed reside impatient
Just get money than accept death and embrace it
Just get running the race with the rest of the nation
But everyone’s on pills depressed and impatient
There’s gotta be more to life am I destined to waste it
Heaven or hell hard to tell witch direction I’m facing
So I’m seeking the truth till my last breath inhalation.


08 November 2015

My Body Is A Diary

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

I gave my bird away
Released it on a winter’s day
I hid the cage away in the darkest corner of my cave

Drew circles in the snow
Developed a strong vertigo
I tried to forgot but memories are like tattoos

I carry them with me
My body is a diary
Might not show it right away
It remembers every day

I write on paper not my skin
Read my arm like poetry
Scars cover memories
They keep them safe, lock them away

I carry them with me
My body is a diary
Read me like poetry
My body is a diary

I will gain peace of mind
Rhe day I let myself rewind
Will read my diary
Like poetry..


07 November 2015

Fallen Angelz

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

God can you hear me? I’m talking to you. Answer me. I’m livin’. I’m livin’. Answer me. Yeah. I am living this fucking life I have been given. I don’t know what to do. Whatchu want me to do? Talk to us. I’m fucking living, though..

The world don’t love me, this world don’t budge me
My pops raised me wrong, my girl won’t fuck me
My face is so ugly, verse too grimy
I’m dirty, it’s like I got a curse to remind me who I am
Damn, I’m a man with a plan
Hustle with the gram in hand, let the heat bust
And the hammers blam, throwing stares and glares
Hanging on a corner and I’m pissing in the stairs
Yeah, nobody cares if you die, only where
The world is too crowded and it’s lonely here
I can’t sleep in my room, I stare at the sky
Lay awake counting sheep and the moon
I was born in this cold world, deep in the womb
Became violent, nowadays keep a platoon
And I roll with an army, my mommy never could find me
She lost me in the crime with my grimys

How could it be that I live this way?
Broken wings so far from grace
I’m a fallen angel
How can it be that I lost my name?
I love the things that bring me pain
I’m insane
It’s driving me insane..

If there’s life after death, is heaven this cold?
I was told to get the green gold, see what the bean hold
While the cops got my block in a scene patrol
I watched shit unfold, behold a pale horse
Police force endure us force without no remorse
I took a different course, got money from a different source
Lives get lost, it’s colder than the night’s frost
Paths criss cross and niggas get pissed off
Or get tipped off, it’s on at all costs
Get buried full of gators like the Lacoste
Haters get molotoved, hauled off, blown and tossed
Like Hamas, all I see is red sauce
Another hustler who’s a dead boss
Yeah, so Edo coming at it from a different angle
It seems to happen when you dealing with them fallen angels.


24 October 2015

No Love

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothin’ but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get ’em!

Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah my life a bitch, but you know nothin’ ’bout her
Been to Hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rollin’ Sweets, I’m smokin’ sour
Married to the game, but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go ’round fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay ’em down, make your bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg
Money outweighin’ problems on the triple beam
I’m stickin’ to the script, you niggas skippin’ scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fuckin’ right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “fuck what they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away, man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G code
It’s Weezy motherfucker, Blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knockin’, but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found..

I’m alive again, more alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can, see these people’s ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen
I’m a little bit sicker than, most
Shit’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain’t never givin’ in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat ’em
So why the fuck would I join them when I beat ’em
They call me a freak cause I like to spit on these pussies ‘fore I eat ’em
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from ’em, bitch I’ma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I’m ’bout spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
My soul started to rot, fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted cause Marsh is not mellow
’til I’m topplin’ from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standin’ on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game
And it don’t stop ’til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you’re so good that you can’t say it
Cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You’ll never slow the momentum at any moment, I’m ’bout to blow
You’ll never take my pride, killin’ the flow, slow venom
And the opponent is gettin’ no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t lettin’ up, relentless, I smell blood
I don’t give a fuck: keep givin’ ’em hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love…


22 October 2015

My Silver Lining

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

I don’t want to wait anymore
I’m tired of looking for answers
Take me some place where there’s music and there’s laughter
I don’t know if I’m scared of dying
But I’m scared of living too fast, too slow
Regret, remorse, hold on, oh no I’ve got to go
There’s no starting over
No new beginnings time races on
And you’ve just gotta keep on keeping on
Gotta keep on going
Looking straight out on the road
Can’t worry ’bout what’s behind you
Or what’s coming for you further up the road
I try not to hold on to what is gone
I try to do right what is wrong
I try to keep on keeping on
Yeah I just keep on keeping on

I’ve woken up in a hotel room
My worries as big as the moon
Having no idea who or what or where I am
Something good comes with the bad
A song’s never just sad
There’s hope, there’s a silver lining
Show me my silver lining
Show me my silver lining

I hear a voice calling
Calling out for me
These shackles I’ve made in an attempt to be free
Be it for reason, be it for love
I won’t take the easy road

I won’t take the easy road
The easy road, the easy road..

Show me my silver lining, I try to keep on keeping on…


15 October 2015

I Am Phenomenal

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

I am phenomenal
With every ounce of my blood
With every breath in my lungs
Won’t stop until I’m phe-no-menal
I am phenomenal
However long that it takes
I’ll go to whatever lengths
It’s gonna make me a monster though
I am phenomenal
But I’ll never say, ‘Oh, it’s impossible’
Cause I’m born to be phenomenal!

Oh, step into the unknown and find yourself
You’re floating freely, no emotion.

Unstoppable, unpoppable thought bubbles
Untoppable thoughts, fuckin’ juggernaut that’ll
Stomp you in a verse, obstacles I’m drawn to ’em
When the going got rough
Some of what I done fought through was the worst, little sissy
Who the fuck taught you how to persevere?
There ain’t no situation that you ever had to respond to that’s adverse
The messiest thing you’ve ever gone through was your purse
Yeah, I don’t try like hell, then I might as well
Hang it up like a shelf, gotta keep growin’ with it, evolve
Cause you can keep throwin’ shit at the wall
But you’re gonna find that nothing’s gonna stick until you apply yourself
Time to slip in that zone ’til I find myself
Inside the realm of the unknown and boldly go
Into waters where nobody else has gone before
Or willing to go, uncharted, feeling is so
Bomb, I’m feelin’ myself, I’m a giant
Sometimes I gotta remind myself that I am…

Let me self-empower you
When you’re down and they’re tryin’ to clown the fuck out of you
And you feel like you’re runnin’ out of fuel
I’ll show you how to use doubt as fuel
Convert it to gunpowder too
Now what you do is put the match to the charcoal fluid
Put the spark to it like Martha Stewart barbecuing
Ah screw it, feel like you want to hit that wall then do it
Punch through it, just cock back, put your all into it
Now you gon’ take that rage and make that what you wage
Never take back what you say
If you stay strapped in your brain, engaged in a steel cage match
Ready to scrap asap
Take your fists and just ball it
Show who’s big and who’s smallest you’re Christopher Wallace
Now picture ’em all as plastic and foam
Lays flat, where you put your dinner plates at
And set it on ’em like a placemat (I am phenomenal)
And I want you to say that..

Got a fuckin’ mouth with no shut-off valve
Can’t even cut off power to it, but it’s what allowed
Me to come up out from under the fuckin’ ground
Cause I worked my butt off now
It’s a subject that I don’t know how to shut up about
Cause I stuck it out
Like a motherfuckin’ tongue thats how
I responded when I got shoved around
You’re gonna have non-believers
But when you’re beyond belief, you probably shouldn’t wonder how
Get it how you live
But are you prepared to give more than you get?
And put in twice what you get back from this shit
Though what you sacrifice barely is half, never give
Rap is my shiv
But it’s like my shield at the same time I wield and my knife is will
Sometimes I feel just like B. Real from Cypress Hill
How I can just kill a cypher, survivor’s guilt
I rhyme like life is still an uphill climb
Ready to face any challenge, waitin’
Can taste it, it’s salivation, I’m wagin’ retaliation
Look what I have built, reputation is validation
The only thing I’m capable of makin’ is amazing
Only thing you’re capable of makin’ is a false statement
Or accusation… I am legendary status, in fact
That is the only way you’ll ever be able to say
You’re a legend is makin’ an allegation
Cause I am…


14 October 2015

The Strangers

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Paint the black hole blacker
Paint the black hole blacker…


14 October 2015

So It Seems

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Got you laying in your blood
Got yo’ body in the chalk
Caught you slipping after dark
Dead men don’t talk!

Niggas out here talking shit ’bout shit they don’t even know shit about
Everythang cool till a fuck nigga go somewhere and run his damn mouth
I’ma keep it G, On me man
A nigga like me don’t even wanna speak
Hoes on my dick too hard, goddamn
Had to curse one out last week
Niggas talking shit like 2.7.5 won’t knock his ass out of his seat
Your bitch ignore your calls but when I call she answer for me
That’s mandatory for me but for you, it’s a whole ‘nother story
When I bust a nut on her lip
She smile real hard like she got a lotta’ glory
You call her phone
After that I sat back and watch that bitch tell a story
Lying ass hoes out here on me man, they all just wanna be trifflin’
I don’t give a damn nigga I’mma do me
Cause I damn sure ain’t finna wife ’em
I don’t give a fuck nigga, I’mma smoke my weed
Can a nigga pass me a lighter?


14 October 2015

No Words

Author: Irene | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Man, rap today fucking sucks bad, I don’t give a fuck what anybody says. These fools ain’t spitting no type of dope shit, but that’s not even the bad part; they’re not even saying words anymore. They just got a hard-ass fucking beat to trick dumb asses like you to make you think you like the shit. Play that fuckin’ beat. We got some real fucking mentally retarded rappers in the game. I know for a fact nobody knows what the fuck these dudes be saying! Wait, turn my reverb and my auto-tune on real quick. This what the fuck they be doing…

Now watch these dumbasses be like “aye that shit was hard though bruh.”


29 September 2015


Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

I look up
Yeah and I take my time, nigga
I’ma take my time, woah
Power moves only, nigga!

Boy, I’m ’bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women, yeah, that’s bunk-bed bitches
I’ve done lived more than an eighty year old man still kicking
Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a living
But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit
They praying on my motherfucking downfall, bitch, like a drought, but
You gon get this rain like it’s May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne just tastes better
They told me I never boy, never say never
Swear flow special like an infant’s first steps
I got paid then reversed debts
Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress
So now I’m talking to the reaper to reverse death
Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride
Show him I made something out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind
In my mind, but fuck trying and not doing
Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing
I said fuck trying and not doing
Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing
I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
Bitch, I can’t motherfucking stop moving
Go against me, you won’t stop losing
From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome
Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ain’t fair
They say Detroit ain’t got a chance, we ain’t even got a mayor
You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn’t take long
We on, tryna be better than everybody that’s better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody
I’m so fucking first class, I could spit up on every pilot
The city’s my Metropolis, feel it, it’s metabolic
And I’m over niggas saying they’re the hottest niggas
Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot
I’m one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire
And not because I’m namedropping, Hall of Fame dropping
And I ain’t taking shit from nobody unless they’re O.G.’s
Cause that ain’t the way of a O.G
So I G-O collect more G’s, every dollar
Never changed though, I’m just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game won’t look back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole street
I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week..

Miscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond
Peddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize
I’m not gonna fold or demise
I don’t smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!

If Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me
I’m uncoachable, I’m unsociable, fuck y’all clubs
Fuck y’all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up ’til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt..

I’ve seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies’ll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan..

Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot
Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got
The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart
And the tissue is like an angel kissing you in the dark
You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ
Right, to basking in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right..

You can’t say shit to me, الحمد لله‎
It’s strictly by faith that we made it this far!


  • Jessica: What is she singing? I can never get it. This is such an awesome and SIC song. I know all about the city trapped in amber.. was on the clinic etc. Ran
  • Edmund M Blohm: Great post. I am experiencing a number of these issues at the same time..
  • Gamze: such an inspiration
  • Nutragente: Thanks for finally talking about >Nike KobeSystem – Level 5 Domination - Serkan Çetinel <Loved it!
  • King Push: Hail maryyy!

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