More Tales From Shaolin Land Namsayin!

Ayo whattup yalls this Ghost Deini aka the Black Chuck Norris namsayin. First of all ya boy jus wanna thank yall for takin time out ya hectic schedules n shit to come by n peep a niggas scrolls nahmean. Dont think that Tone dont appreciate yall for that namsayin. Niggas been askin "ayo god when you gon hit us off wit more jewelz son? Niggas is hungry for that wisdom n shit". Word is bond I got yall. Even you niggas that be hatin n shit n leavin wack messages....I got love for yalls too. At the end of the day Tone gon still do what he do namsayin. Yalls little hatin ass niggas aint built like the champ tho nahmean. Ya boy got skin thicker than a alligator g. You soft niggas keep ya moisturizers n creams in ya little clutch purses namsayin. Warrior niggas dont exfoliate n shit. Real niggas be havin clogged pores n tough skin n hair on they chest n all that. Yall niggas be waxin ya shit off so you can feel extra buttery n shit. Gladiator type niggas aint concerned wit all that smooth shit. Thats that salon nigga shit. You come at Tone on that lotion shit n Imma slap you 40 years into the future g. Word is bond you gon wake up livin in 2051 lookin at flyin cars thinkin oh shit what P-Tone done to me son?? Word. Yalls niggas is lego. Imma smash yall niggas if you approach me wrong.

See when Tone was growin up niggas aint had nothin namsayin. So we always been rough round the edges n things of that nature namsayin. The god use to eat the bark off the trees n hunt the squirrels at the park n shit jus to survive nahmean. Niggas had dreams tho son. Ya boy wasnt dreamin bout no Lear jets n coupes tho. Niggas was dreamin bout comic books n sandwiches namsayin. That humble shit. That nigga Meth had crazy comics n shit. The god use to go to that niggas crib n shit jus to flip thru those for hours n shit. But the nigga Rae namsayin....son was on some other shit. Rae was livin that lavish life nahmean. The nigga had a satellite dish n shit at his crib. Son had a Betamax n shit. We used to got to the niggas crib so we could watch the shogun assassin joints that wasnt on VHS n shit yet namsayin. Niggas was lookin at the betas like yo...this shit only got one window son. Shit was bugged out. Son had exotic fruits on his table n shit. Niggas aint never seen no pineapples in real life nahmean. We thought those shits was jus in cartoons n on Gilligans Island namsayin. We was lookin at the shit like yoooooo....thats some fly shit right there. We aint kno if the shit was alive or what nahmean. My nigga Rae was like the black Ricky Stratton namsayin. Son had a go-kart he use to get this other chubby nigga to push him round the block in. He had that little nigga pushin him wherever he go n shit namsayin. Word is bond I think that nigga died a few years later. Son choked on a knish or some shit like that. The nigga Rae was on some Black Caesar shit tho. He was the first nigga in Staten that was rockin the Dapper Dan joints. Son had mad Coca-Cola rugbies too nahmean. Rae had the little italian bicycle caps wit the flipped up visor n all that. He use to have this guinea dude wit em named Carmine that carried his jacket for him. We use to fuck wit that nigga Carmine tho cos the nigga rocked ortho shoes n shit. Son had one leg that was like 10 inches shorter than the other one so his one shoe weighed like 40 pounds n shit namsayin. Looked like he had a stack of big ass dominoes under his foot n shit. But we was hangin round the nigga Rae tryin to get put on nahmean. Ya boy got that Zeus pedigree n shit but Tone was strugglin out there tryin to survive on his own n shit. Son was eatin fly shit like lobster n risotto out on his porch n shit. He had the checkered table cloth n the napkin round his neck n all that mafioso shit. Thats how he established that gambino lifestyle from the gate. Son always had that orange Tang in his glass n shit too namsayin. Niggas was puttin sugar cubes in they water to try n live that niggas life n shit. Son had the bermuda shorts wit the matchin short sleeve button ups. Rae was palm tree'd the fuck out namsayin. One time the nigga came thru the hood in a mint green cotton suit wit the yellow t-shirt underneath on some Sonny Crockett shit. Niggas was buggin yo. That nigga Meth was like yoooooo...n the nigga Rae took him under his wings n shit nahmean. Rae was holdin niggas down n shit. He even gave that nigga Meth a job n shit doin his homework n whatever cos Meth was always a smart nigga n shit. Thats when we knew the nigga Rae was official nahmean. We was buggin on how that nigga Rae was presentin hisself wit the pastel suits n shit. Miami Vice was poppin at that time. We was callin that nigga Rico nahmean. We welcomed that nigga into our cypher n shit namsayin....cos he from Park Hill n shit. Son wasnt no joke tho namsayin. He had the little hamster Joey n all that. We was buggin off the niggas exotic animals n shit. Nigga had one them hairless cats namsayin. Word. He called the cat Cassandra n shit. Son use to keep it on a leash n somtimes he would have the cat on his shoulder like a parrot nahmean. He use to come up to niggas that owed him money or candy n shit...n he had the cat on his shoulder...ayo word is bond son...niggas was scared of that cat g. Niggas aint kno what to think bout that nigga wit his bald cat on his shoulder n shit. One time the nigga Meth he went to pet the muthafucka n the cat clawed his neck right...the nigga had blood splashin all over the road n shit. We was tellin the nigga to stop drop n roll n shit cos we aint kno what the proper first aid procedures was at the time. So the nigga was rollin in the street right wit the blood sprayin outta his neck n shit. Niggas was throwin water on him n shit. Ayo that was some fucked up shit to see tho. Paramedics came n they took the nigga to get his shit sewed up n whatever. Turned out the nigga had his jugular torn or some shit like that right. Word is bond tho the nigga was aight in bout a month n shit so we wasnt trippin off of that too much. But that nigga Rae man he mussa felt like he was responsible for the shit n how it had gone down or whatever so he went n saw Meth while he was recoverin n gave the nigga a couple Transformers n shit. Niggas in Stapleton mighta had the little Bumble Bee n Cliffjumper joints but niggas wasnt able to cop that exclusive shit. Son slid my dude the Soundwave joint tho....you kno...the little cassette player joint wit the tapes n shit. Ayo niggas was wildin over that shit g. The nigga had Ravage n Buzzsaw n Laserbeak....word bond. Ayo niggas was losin they minds when Meth brought those shits out. That was my shit god. I miss those kinda days son. Niggas had the radios playin wit those fresh joints. We had the 'Latoya' n 'Def Fresh Crew' type shits knockin or whatever... 'My Melody' n 'Its a Demo'...Word. Ayo for yall niggas that been complainin bout a nigga needin to break his shit into paragraphs n shit. I got you. Ya welcome son.
Aight peace.

Ayo its The Pretty Toney Awards nahmean!

Ayo whattup yalls this P-Tone n Imma be yalls host for this shit right here. The first annual Pretty Toney Awards is now in effect namsayin. Basically a nigga limited this shit to jus the most important categories namsayin. So we aint gon cover all them joints a nigga had wanted to but Imma give you the shit that yalls is probably thinkin bout yaselves n shit nahmean. Word. So here we go namsayin. Boom.

    Hottest Chick in The Game Award

    Alicia Keys

Yall already kno what P-Tone be thinkin nahmean....word bond. Ayo Sorry Jay but we kinda off Beyonce  right now namsayin. Not that she aint been no dimepiece or nothin like that. But the competition been gettin kinda stiff for a minute now g. What puts Alicia ahead a her is the fact that homegirl can actually sing nahmean. Her actin aint shit but the girl can sing b. N she be playin instruments n shit. Beyonce been gettin cake n all that but she aint got no actual actual talent like that son. There might be other women thats competin wit Alicia as far as flyness goes but they usually dont got a whole lot else goin for theyselves namsayin.

N no offense but Swizzy is a funny lookin nigga namsayin. He look like he half Snoop n half Joe Budden namsayin. Like if you ever wondered what it would look like if you combined Joey n Snoop this is what the fuck it would look like g....not no pretty sight namsayin. Sometimes he be lookin like a black Adrien Brody n shit...again yo I aint mean that as no compliment or nothin. Either way she looked past that niggas strange appearance n shit n let him put a baby in her n all that so I aint really gon front on the nigga. She aint too hung up on looks or nothin so she get respect for that. Not that Beyonce aint had to look past a couple things herself  tho...

    Baddest White Broad Alive Award

    Christina Hendricks. 

Ayo sorry Scarlett n Angelina. Far as Tone concerned this might be the finest white woman breathin g. The fact that she let that chihuahua lookin ass nigga wife her aint only a damn shame but its proof she aint no shallow ass broad either son. Matter fact she either more blind than Ray Charles was or jus dont give a fuck about looks period...cos that nigga look like a gibbon monkey wit a wig son. Son be makin Swizz look like a normal nigga by comparison. So she really dont be givin a shit. Either that or the nigga jus broke the broads confidence like that nahmean. Ayo maybe he holdin her family members hostage somewhere or some shit like that namsayin. Maybe the nigga a wizard nahmean....bottom line is Tone dont kno what kinda black magic voodoo that nigga usin or what kinda deal the nigga got wit the devil but he landed hisself a AAA grade broad right there wit nice briskets son. N she can act an alla that too. I be hearin broads that look like they should be pullin chuck wagons talkin bout nahhhh she aint all that nahmean....she too pale...she jus fat....she a bitch...or whatever whatever nahmean. Nah you jus a cro magnon broad wit hate in ya heart n cant accept that she look like Godiva n you be lookin like Godzilla namsayin. Fuckouttahere wit all that you hatin ass bitches..

That bein said if this broad right here ever develop any talent...

    ....she might could take that number 1 position over someday nahmean.


   Coyote Ugly Award

    Snooki.

Ayo it aint even like the god be hatin dwarf broads like that nahmean. Even if the bitch wasnt 3'11" n shit it aint like she got other shit goin for her like that namsayin. Ayo I dont care how many yalls is feelin this guido muskrat. Homegirl be makin my didick cry son. She got a nigga thinkin bout abstinence n shit. You could probably jus splash ya dick wit Draino if u gon put ya joint in that goblin namsayin. If me n her was the last 2 muthafuckas on earth she would have to kill a nigga if she was hopin for some intimate relations to pop off  namsayin. Word. No offense tho ma.

    Most Garbage Ass Nigga Breathin Award

    C Breezy!

This nigga got so much failure in his DNA that he thought he was gon rescue his career by dying his hair yellow n leakin phone pics of his dick son. Who the fuck been managin this niggas career? Niggas already wanted to stomp this dude n throw his ass off a bridge after that Rihanna shit but he really be thinkin he invincible like that now. Cos he avoided gettin his ass beat n all that. The only smart thing this nigga ever did was go into hidin after he won that fight against Rihanna nahmean. Then he came back on some humble shit. Ayo I was sayin this nigga wasnt shit before any of that shit even went down namsayin. Son be lookin like the 3rd dude on that evolution chart n shit. I aint even believe in all that shit but son is like living evidence of that shit namsayin. This nigga ever throw a chair around me Imma shove the entire chair up his ass then pull it out of his mouth nahmean. I aint even playin wit yalls.

Not The Worst Song But Still A Wack Nigga Award

Wiz Khalifa - On My Level feat. Too$hort


Too bad eything else on the niggas album was straight Febreze tho namsayin. Watch out cos the nigga gon be rockin crazy maternity wards n nurseries wit this album.


    Gatorade Nigga Of The Year Award

Dammm Wiz u coppin back to back awards n shit! Cmon son....you really on some serious sucka shit rite here tho namsayin duke. How this nigga squeeze so much thirst onto jus one thumb like this g? You been knowin Amber Rose how long now son? Exactly nigga. N you actin like you ready to wife this broad in the worst way. She got you trained little nigga. You probably at her crib wit a windex bottle n a cloth wipin her windows right now son. You was probably only at the dry humpin stage wit her when you went n got this shit tatted on you too. Luckily you aint had no more room on ya body otherwise this shit coulda got way outta control son.

   The Gay Merlin Award

Aubrey

Jus look at the faces this nigga be makin son. If that aint the face of a nigga that wanna fuck other niggas I aint kno what is g. Ayo I feel like son got a flower where his man parts should be namsayin. The nigga cant even do nothin else to make his image more suspect g. Sons whole shit so soft its like he walkin round all day wit a invisible bouquet of dicks nahmean. This nigga was probably dancin on tables at his prom n shit. But got damm he got yall broads fooled! N summa you niggas too. For that accomplishment alone I gotta applaud this nigga. This nigga commited to excellence in gay wizardry nahmean. This nigga probably got a gateway to Narnia in his closet n all that namsayin. Word.


Anyways yall thats all we got for you namsayin. Hope yalls enjoyed the show.
Aight peace.

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Ayo if Nicki Minaj aint gettin on ya fuckin nerves I dont kno whats wrong wit you namsayin...

Ayo whattup world...P-Tone is back in the buildin nahmean. Ayo Nicki I aint got nothin to say bout ya music cos its dogshit nahmean. A nigga wouldnt be able to listen to ya shit if it was a matter of life n death. Imma choose death namsayin. The shits worse than listenin to puppies gettin stomped in a plastic bag. Tone dont need to hear ya music like that namsayin. So we aint here for all that. Niggas was only payin attention to you cos you was decent eye candy. Straight up. Niggas was jus watchin ya videos on mute n whatever. But be that as it may ya kno you was still gettin votes on 106 n Park n hits on youtube n all that nahmean. But niggas is off that now. Niggas aint really tryin to see recent pictures of you n shit. Niggas jus wanna remember the old Nicki wit the lollipops n shit. Now you got a nigga jus wantin to throw a sofa at you if he see you namsayin. Tone dont be advocatin hittin women like that but you really providin a loophole here for a nigga. You got a stranglehold on these broads namsayin. Females be into ya shit nahmean. They started gettin on that Barbie shit too. Matter fact I aint even kno why you chose the most degradin toy to any young girl that wasnt no blonde bitch wit a missin ass as the shit you was gon try n capitalize off of n shit. That shit was wack as fuck ma. But it was all good nahmean. But yo word is bond if other broads start rockin this Bride of Frankenstein meets the Jetsons look Imma hold you accountable for that shit ma. You gon fuck up a niggas whole summer wit this situation nahmean. Its about to be leggings n booty shorts season for these chicks out here n if you got them rockin space suits Imma kill sumthin. Imma get some hungry bitches from the hood to come see you Nicki. Theres bitches in Stanten that literally gon take ya life for a dollar ma. I could approach a random hungry ass broad who aint been had shit to eat in two weeks to come get you for a dollar bill namsayin. I could even short change the broad n be like ayo I only got 75 cents on me...Imma have to owe you that quarter namsayin...unless u got change for a hundred nahmean. But she gon handle that. N she gon come back for her 25 cents too ma. I aint playin wit you nahmean. Word is bond theres bitches out here that would cut you open if I promised them a cheeseburger namsayin. These broads is hangin out in the back of Taco Bell jus waitin for some mexi fries to fall outta a garbage bag ma. They runnin in there snatchin packets of hot sauce jus to survive namsayin. They be jumpin on tables n howlin n scarin customers n all that shit. These bitches be runnin on they hands n feet nahmean. But Tone can control them namsayin. You pushin a nigga to take some kind of action here tho nahmean. N ya crew aint gon be able to do shit to these savage bitches Imma send to get you. It dont help that u rollin wit summa the softest niggas known to mankind n shit. I dont even kno how many light in the ass little ass niggas is in ya crew forreal. U rollin wit straight paper gangsters n juveniles yo. Ayo I aint got nothin against Wayne like that but his crew is some garbage niggas namsayin. That aint a dynasty or nothin nahmean. Thats a crew wit like 10 Memphis Bleeks namsayin. When Jae Millz is one of the more talented members in ya crew you jus losin nahmean. No disrespect but if thats ya pinch hitter ya crew aint shit namsayin. Cory Gunz is nice but he aint gon be able to carry all you niggas like that. That nigga Gudda is jus dead weight nahmean. He like the 2011 City Spud nahmean. These niggas make them St Lunatic niggas look like NWA n shit. You cant hide behind them namsayin. These broads gon take care of Lil Twist for free nahmean. That nigga jus gon be a bonus to them. Look at that nigga. You could kill the nigga wit a slap namsayin. The niggas in Young Money got a combined weight of less than 400 lbs ma. I got pants that weigh more than that nigga Tyga. Forreal you aint gon be able to hide behind these niggas ma. N ya boy Aubrey got velvet in his veins namsayin. Do me a favor ma...jus stop wit the gimmicks. You all gimmicks n no substance nahmean. The god jus tryin to help you out Nicki. Ayo sometimes u gotta take a few steps back if u wanna take a longer leap forwards nahmean. You jus outta control. Stop it ma. You OD'n. Its like you at the gimmick buffet n you already had a little of eything n now you goin back for seconds n thirds namsayin...jus stop that. Ya got enough of that shit on ya plate Nicki.




Also...

....you tell me if this aint a soft nigga? I bet you son be makin splashin noises whenever he moves. This nigga probably got a trimmed bikini line n shit. We can see ya cameltoe son. Smarten up Aubrey.
Aight peace.

Ayo this the exclusive Prodigy n Cam'ron interview nahmean!

Ayo whattup yall this ya nigga Big Ghost aka the Black Moses namsayin. We gotta a special exclusive interview wit 2 of the realest niggas in showbiz right now. Thats right yall we gotta exclusive wit the nigga Cam'ron n the one n only Prodigy from Mobb Deep. We sat down wit these niggas to discuss various topics n shit. The brotha Alvin came thru once again wit this shit. He put the whole thing together word for word direct off the tapes n shit. So what you gettin is those unpolished gemstones from niggas. No editing or none of that shit you be seein in the Source or XXL n shit nahmean. We give it to yall raw namsayin. But yo lets get into it nahmean.

Part1

Ghost: Ayo whattup yalls! Its ya nigga P-Tone back in effect, nahmean. Ayo we got a couple special guests here wit us today. Word bond. We gon' build on a couple topics n shit 'n jus basically give you nothin but the raw, uncut, never seen or heard before type shit 'n whatever whatever nahmeans! I'ma let these niggas introduce theyselves though, namsayin'. Ayo ga'head, son.

Prodigy: Ayo what's poppin my niggas, its the H.N.I.C, the Head Nigga In Charge, the infamous Bandana P. You know how I do. Mobb Deep. I'm chillin' wit my nigga, Deini. Word up.

Cam'ron: Yo what's gucci niggas, it's ya boy Killa, Harlem's Finest. 1-4-0 'n Lennox. You know what it is. Dipset is in the buildin'. Let's go. 'N yo, welcome home to the homey Prodigy.

Prodigy: No doubt, yo. In all actuality though, I ain't really go nowhere youknowmean. Niggas know what it is. This is me, P. I punch niggas in they face for frontin', youknowmean.

Cam'ron: Yo I hear that, b.

Ghost: Ayo, lets get to the first topic at hands n shit y'all.

Cam'ron: Let's get it.

Ghost: How y'all niggas feel 'bout the state of hip hop n all that?

Prodigy: Yo I'ma answer this first if y'all don't mind. Umm...personally, I don't really see it as like anything niggas should respect. These niggas is straight wack. I ain't feelin' any these niggas, youknowmean. I don't like any of these niggas.

Cam'ron: Yo, I agree wit you, doggie. But at the same time, I feel like you jus gotta close ya eyes n jus blow ya reefa at it. Jus keep it oompa loompa, 'n do you. No homo.

Prodigy: Yeah, but umm...I can't respect that bullshit, youknowmean. This shit was meant for a select few, youknowmsayin'. Not everybody should be rappin', son. Like youknowmsayin'. Cam, I respect you, but ya shit is corny. I jus can't umm...I can't get into...

Cam'ron: Yo ho ho ho ho hol' on. Yo b, I know you ain't just come at me like that, family.

Prodigy: *Tsk*, what you talkin' bout, son?

Ghost: Ayo son, you jus said his shit was corny, nahmean.

Prodigy: *Tsk*, c'mon man...listen, I'm jus sayin'...I personally think that cha cha cha cha chalupa shit or whatever...that shit was corny, son. Straight like that. I mean, this is me, P. Youknowmean.

Cam'ron: Yo, how you gon' sit here n think I'm gonna let you get me all scrunchy like that, b? We pollyin' over here n you gon' talk greasy 'bout my shit n I'm s'posed to fuck wit you still? Shit don't bother me, b. But you a ugly little nigga, fam. You look like a chihuahua, yo. Matter fact, speakin' of chalupas, you look like you run 'round tellin niggas to drop theirs, ya'know?

Ghost: Ayo chill, pa.

Prodigy: Oh word? You gon' talk that talk or you gon' walk that, son? 

Cam'ron: You maaaad? (laughing)

Prodigy: Don't start that shit, nigga. I'll get a muthafuckin'...

Cam'ron: Aaaaaaaalbert. Aaaaaaaaaaalbert. Aaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Prodigy: (pulls gun from jacket) Yo nigga, you better sit ya ass down. Or we gon get this shit on 'n poppin', son.

Ghost: Ayo put that shit away, pa. Fucks wrong wit you?

Cam'ron: Naaah....let this nigga show his little dookie pistol. Yo, we scared of ya little dookie pistol, Albert. But yo, we don't gottaaaa (quickly pulls gun from waist) OHHHH! What do we got here, Albert?

Prodigy: Yo Ghost, you better talk to ya nigga 'fore I BLAM him.

Ghost: Yalls jus' BOTH gotta knock this shit off, yo!

Cam'ron: Yo, you better curve wit that shit, Albert. 

Prodigy: I'ma clap this nigga, son. 

Cam'ron: Yo, dun dun. Nobody's scared of you, dun dun. You know what I'm talkin' bout, dun dun?

Prodigy: (cocks hammer back)

Ghost: Y'alls better cut this shit out or I'ma smack both y'all niggas.

Cam'ron: Tell dunny to drop his lil' pez dispenser then, b. This nigga Albert look like he 'bout to holla at squally in a minute.

Prodigy: Nah, I'm 'bout to get paramedics to come pick you up though, son. Infamous got all this shit on smash. You jus a phony baloney ass, nigga. You ain't gon squeeze nothin'.

Cam'ron: Ayo how many dicks you suck while you was locked up, b?

Prodigy: (jumps over table)

Ghost: Yo, come the fuck on...

Part2

[45 minutes later]

Ghost: Ayo whattup y'all! This P-Tone, back wit part two of this shit. Namsayin', niggas got a little hostile 'n shit, but we done ironed all that shit out.

Prodigy: Yo fuck that nigga, son. I ain't got nothin' to say to that nigga, youknowmean. If you ain't made me give you my gat...

Cam'ron: Yo, you would had gotten smacked wit it, dog. Stop it, slime.

Ghost: Ayo c'mon son. Why y'all niggas goin' back to all that bullshit?

Prodigy: Nah, fuck this nigga, Ghost. Matter fact, fuck his whole crew, son. Tell Jim Jones I said so...

Cam'ron: Oh you gon bring Jimmy into...

Prodigy: Whatever yo. Ya nigga got a permanent 11:00 shadow. He ain't... 

Cam'ron: Aight, I'ma holla at Jimmy 'n tell him to come on down right now then, b. I'ma tell him to holla at the goonies 'n you can tell him ya'self, dookie.

Prodigy: *Tsk*, yo, you think niggas is scared? We infamous in the hood, nigga. We...

Ghost: Ayo I'ma smack both y'all niggas in a minute.

Prodigy: Yo, hold up a second, son. Remember how this nigga Cam use to rap like Drag-On? Nigga use to flow like a sped up DMX 'n shit, son.

Cam'ron: Yo b, I don't remember all that, but I do remember you bein' the low budget Nas, fam.

Prodigy: (pulls out blade)

Cam'ron: Ayo where's my spatula? I'ma flip this little nigga. (laughing) Yo, pump ya brakes, doggie.

Prodigy: I'ma cut you open in a minute, nigga.

Ghost: Ayo, gimme that shit, muthafucka! (grabs blade)

Cam'ron: Somebody get this little nigga his gordita before he starts cryin'.

Prodigy: Keep talkin that shit, nigga. I'ma grab that TV off the wall 'n throw it at ya ass.

Cam'ron: Yo, you seem kinda upset, homeboy. You gon' cry, dookie? You need a kleenex, Albert?

Prodigy: Nah, I'ma need a mop for after I open applause on you, dun.

Cam'ron: You a sucka, b. You lollygaggin'. You been sittin here a hour talkin' all that murder murder shit, homey. Go snatch a watch, playboy. (laughing)

Prodigy: Oh you think I ain't heay on the wrists like that. (pulls up sleeves) I'm heavy on the waist, too, nigga. Don't make me *whispering* pow pow..click clack...pow...

Cam'ron: You all talk, homeboy. (laughing)

Prodigy: (pulls gun from waist)

Ghostface: Yo, how many those you got?!

Part3

[15 minutes later]

Ghost: Ayo whattup y'all! We back wit part three of this exclusive interview wit Killa Cam 'n the H.N.I.C. from Q.B., Prodigy, nahmean! Ayo we was jus buildin', speakin' on the current state of hip hop. We done touched on a few things, but now we gon' shift gears 'n talk 'bout the future of hip hop namsayin'! 

Prodigy: Yo as far as me, as far as the infamous M-O-B-B...we gon' always be here, youknowmean. We keep the shit poppin' all day. We filthy rotten rich niggas, but we keepin' it extra gully for the streets, youknowmsayin'. We G'ed up, countin' stacks, fuckin' bitches, clappin' dumb niggas...we do all that shit. We dumbin' out. We dummed out like...umm, niggas don't want it wit Hav n P, youknowmsayin'. We wreak havoc 'n pillage these niggas. We extra extra gangsta wit...

Cam'ron: (snoring) Yo what the fuck you talkin 'bout, b? 

Ghost: Ayo Cam, let the nigga finish wit his answer, son.

Prodigy: Talk to ya nigga, Tone. I ain't playin' wit this nigga no more...

Ghost: Ayo chill, chill, chill...we good, we good. Cam, what you think 'bout the future of hip hop?

Cam'ron: Ain't no future, duke. We livin' in the present, fam. Long as I got that purple kush n the doughy keep pourin' in, I'ma stay fly. We ballin' over here, b...

Ghost: Word...

Cam'ron: We keepin it extra extra gangsta. We rapin' n pillagin' these niggas, pause. We G'ed up, clappin' dumb niggas, fuckin' bitches...(laughing)

Ghost: Aw c'mon son...

Prodigy: (stands up)

Ghost: Ayo chill, pa.

Cam'ron: (laughing hysterically) We wreakin' havoc...

Prodigy: (pulls TV off of the wall)

Part4

[10 minutes later]

Ghost: Ayo Whattup niggas! So, ya'know, I jus wanna thank our guests n shit. Niggas is already gone n shit, but we appreciate niggas takin they time to come build wit ya boy. We gon' definitely do this shit again, so stay tuned for more exclusive interviews n shit, nahmean. Word bond. 

Aight peace!

Ayo niggas like Aubrey need to stay in they own lane nahmean!

Ayo whattup this Pretty Tone aka the Black Buzz Lightyear namsayin. Ayo niggas is killin me son. They killin me with they bullshit ass songs b. Niggas songs should be playin outta ice cream trucks nahmean. Whats goin on with these softy niggas son? Niggas is lost pa. Ayo yalls niggas is jus side dishes namsayin. You aint fuckin wit entree niggas like that nahmean. Yalls some sweet potato niggas actin like you some t-bone steaks namsayin. Get ya proteins up little nigga. Yalls aint worthy of no gravies nahmean. Any one yall niggas come at me on some sideways shit n Imma sautee ya dumpling little nigga. Ayo the gods aint had shit when we was comin up nahmeans. Yall niggas is outta excuses namsayin. Word. Every little nigga wanna be a rapper or a producer n shit now. But yall little niggas jus gotta grab yall laptops n download a bullshit ass program n yalls can be makin beats in a hour n shit nahmean. Yall jus grab one ya bullshit ass niggas to spit they yogurt on that shit n throw that shit on the internet n yalls consider yallselves rap artists n shit. Wit ya bullshit ass myspace page n ya little mixtapes n shit...gettin ya little art niggas to make the covers wit the logos for that  little bullshit ass record label yall aint even incorporate or nothin. Niggas callin theyselves CEOs of they little labels on some bullshit. N jus like that in 12 hours niggas is goin from playin Yoshi to runnin labels n makin mixtapes. Fuckouttahere son. Ayo summa yalls aint got no business floodin the market wit ya little garbage ass music g. Matter fact a lotta yall be gettin signed off that shit n gettin thrown on magazine covers a month later n shit. Ayo but jus so we clear a nigga aint bitter son. Yall niggas is jus garbage tho nahmean. Straight up n down son. But at least these little niggas aint beggin muthafuckas that still be in they prime to step down n make room for the next generation tho. Niggas in like '03 n '04 n shit was straight beggin niggas to step down n shit. Niggas was mad at Jay n shit cos the nigga wasnt makin it easy for they asses to squeeze in the door n shit. Thats like a nigga in a Toyota pullin up to a light n the nigga nex to him got a Benz or some shit. How that nigga in the Toyota gon be like "ayo u need to get ya shit off the road cos eytime they see you out here bitches aint noticin how clean this Corolla is nigga" nahmean? Niggas was on some pathetic shit son. Niggas couldnt move no mountains so they had to go around those niggas. N half those niggas jus disappeared off the face of the earth n shit. But at least summa these new little niggas is respectful n shit. They tryin to work wit the legendary niggas stead a tryin to push niggas into the oceans n shit nahmean. But yo a nigga need to get back on topic cos I was supposed to address this Aubrey shit nahmean. Ayo Imma admit that I aint really a fan of the niggas music like that g. Imma keep it real 100 wit yalls. The niggas whole demeanor is jello puddin snacks to me nahmean. Sons got cotton candy for muscle tissue b. The nigga must be goin to sleep wit a cream soda i.v. drip attached to his veins n shit cos he sweeter than pancakes g. Son could be headlinin that Lilith Fair shit this year. Who knows namsayin. The niggas whole vibe is ambisexual. Who the fuck knows wit this nigga son. But yo I aint get offended by the nigga like that til he started talkin bout movin into the front seat nahmean. Aubrey gon always be a backseat nigga son. He aint worthy of no sunroofs n shit.  He a passenger son. The nigga dont got no mirrors or nothin. He in the presence of heated seats niggas namsayin. Word. He need to stay in his own seat nahmean. Side airbags ass nigga. Niggas like Aubrey be gettin they sisters to sew they Gordon Gartrells namsayin. They be havin the shirts wit the one long sleeve n the pockets outta place....tryin to blend in wit real niggas son. Get ya pockets in the right place little nigga. You lookin at a nigga wit divine wardrobes right now namsayin. You talkin to niggas thats tailored nahmean. You a sweatshop nigga. You was sewn by 4 year old chinese hands g. Jus fall back little nigga. But yo I aint hate this nigga Aubrey or nothin nahmean. It aint like I need that nigga to get smashed with a boulder or no shit like that. But he need to stay in his lane. The nigga tryin to get  mean on that All Of The Lights remix n shit. Word bond I cant even take the nigga seriously g. Cmon son. Ambisexuous ass nigga. Go back to throwin cucumber slices at niggas eyes g. How you gon make all that marshmallow shit for a year then turn around n get mad n expect niggas not to laugh g? Dont be sweatin lotion on my floors Aubrey. N you played yaself wit that Nate Dogg tweet you apple dumpling ass nigga. 

Aight peace.

RIP NATE DOGG

Ayo this my open letter to that nigga Wale namsayin!

Ayo whattup Wale! Ayo first off I jus wanna say congratulations n shit...you know. You be doin ya thing...keepin niggas confused n shit nahmean. You been makin ya little moves n shit. Ayo I seen the nigga J.Coles was tryin to get at you yesterday on twitter n shit. Son was callin ya new verse "meannn" n shit n he wants to jump on that track wit you n shit. You should probably let him do that before he go n write another bitter verse n shit. Son be talkin bout how he had overcame a lot of shit to get to where he at now....on like 40 different songs n shit. The nigga even wrote verses for Puff bout how hard it was to overcome shit. Ayo that nigga Puff been had a pretty struggle-free life for a minute now b. I dont kno what the fuck he was thinkin when he wrote that shit. I dont even kno if the nigga Puff used all that shit. Ayo but anyhow a nigga gettin off topic namsayin. Son these niggas is tellin me that you upset n shit so Imma jus try n iron out that shit wit you nahmean. Its like I was tellin that nigga Wiz. Its all love g. Even that nigga Wiz probably be thinkin "ayo that nigga Big Ghost be makin some sense namsayin...maybe I do be lookin like a tatted up Jar Jar Binks.....maybe I do be makin songs thats so soft that baby powder be blowin out the speakers while my songs is playin n shit". Yaseewumsayin...you need to do how that nigga be doin n jus accept those constructive criticisms b. A nigga tryin to help ya career nahmean. You kno cos that video you made wit like that shit where you countin all the days you was wit that broad n then she breakin up wit you n you cryin n shit was crazy soft son. Ayo you made niggas uncomfortable wit that shit. That shit was like watchin two niggas hug for 4 minutes nahmean. They was showin clips of you as a little nigga n you playin wit dolls makin em kiss n shit n you gigglin on the phone in the next scene...ayo son that shit was disrespectful namsayin. You should been had ya manhood revoked for all that shit son. But niggas gave you a pass. Niggas aint even forgave you for the Lady Gaga joint n you there tryin to rub salt in the wounds n shit. Niggas is like "ayo is this Wale muthafucka even a dude son? I think he a lesbian or some shit." Niggas was confused bout how to address you n shit. Niggas wasnt sure if you was a him or a her so they was callin you a "herm" n shit when they was talkin bout you. Ayo I dont kno son. Sometimes it jus be seemin like you got ya shit set on autofail namsayin. A nigga cant relate to all that. Son Staten Island niggas dont be playin that soft shit. You in the presence of a gladiator nigga right now g. The god was born wit that fire in his veins namsayin. Son I had lava in the placenta sack wit me nahmean. Wasn't no amnionic fluids or nothin like that. A nigga ate lava lava n  more lava for the first year of his life nahmean. Yalls niggas was on some breast milk shit. Thats why yall niggas is so moist nahmean. Ayo straight up ya music be like aromatherapy son. Niggas is givin in to all this spa bullshit n forgettin bout the grimey shit namsayin. Word bond niggas is gettin too cozy wit all this teacup rap son. Niggas is throwin doilies on the furniture g. They throwin doilies on the arm rests n on the tables n on the shelves n all that shit. Ayo you contributin to the softness g. The nigga Aubrey been lactatin all over the game n you followin in his tracks son. That nigga walkin round throwin sliced cucumbers over niggas eyes n shit. He be straight deceivin niggas g. You be listenin to the niggas songs n shit n nex thing you kno you look in the mirror n you got a mud mask on ya face nahmean. He bringin the spa to a nigga house. The nigga b.o. be smellin like roses. Why you wanna copy that niggas moves g? You niggas is havin picnics together plottin ya moves n shit. The nigga Aubrey be havin womanly hips n all that. He be havin good birthing hips namsayin. How much progesterone can this nigga produce son? You cant trust a bottom heavy nigga b. That nigga Aubrey skin is 80% cotton n 20% rayon namsayin. You cant trust that nigga. But you rollin wit BMF now which dont make no sense either. But I aint gon say nothin bout all that. You might need to find that gray area tho g. Cos you goin too extreme in either direction nahmean. That maybach n rozay shit aint you b. You need to slow down pa. But thats whatever whatever namsayin. Hopefully this cleared some shit up nahmean.
Aight peace.

Ayo this the Pretty Tone guide to pullin a-grade broads nahmean!

Ayo whattup this ya main nigga Big Ghost aka P-Tone nahmeans. Ayo this jus a little instructional manual ya boy put together for yalls niggas out there that wanna be pullin those high caliber mamis like the Wally Champ be doin namsyain. Niggas out there be settlin for c-grade broads n shit cos they aint kno no better son. Ayo  but before we get started we gon need to go down the list of requirements that yall gon need namsayin. Ayo first of all if you got on any fake jewelry of any type you can jus stop readin this shit right now. You a disgustin nigga n aint nobody gon ever love ya phony ass g. Second of all if you pushin a Scion you can jus stop readin this shit right now. Aint no broad gon take ya ass serious til you sell that shit my nigga. You gon need to upgrade to a Hyudai at least namsayin. Third of all if you a nigga wit womanly hips jus stop readin this shit right now g. Broads aint gon be feelin you curvy niggas like that. Niggas wit coke bottle figures is assed out. A nigga good wit the advice but we aint gon turn turds into diamonds like that nahmean. If you a turd nigga you gon probably always be a turd nigga nahmean. Whattup Gene. But if you meetin the basic requirements Imma show yalls how to become some predators namsayin. Ayo so lets get this shit started son.

1. Ayo Determine Ya Species G

Ayo off top ya boy kno that summa yalls is lost n need that companionship or whatever whatever nahmean. N summa yalls is jus horny niggas that aint had no ass in a minute. So dependin on what you lookin for theres gon be a number of different places where yalls might wanna hunt namsayin. If you sufferin thru a drought n you jus lookin for a jumpoff to hydrate ya shit you probably gon wanna hit a club or some shit namsayin. But if you a sensitive nigga thats lookin for a companion n shit you might gon wanna try n find that shit at a grocery store or at a park nahmean. So lets say you that sensitive codependent nigga that need a broad to hold ya hand n shit. Some niggas is jus soft. I get that b. But yalls can do that shit wit a little dignity nahmean. First of all stop gettin yalls advice from 700 year old poems n muthafuckin black n white movies son. Summa yalls is throwin ya jackets down over puddles n serenadin broads outside they balconies n shit. Ayo it aint 1854 nigga. You takin advice from dead niggas that aint been had no ass for as long as you nahmeans. Bitches hate all that shit nigga. You act like a sucker for love nigga n you gon be pullin broads that wanna walk all over you b. Women be respectin confidence not convenience namsayin. Leave all that Aubrey shit at the door son. You gotta make the broad work for ya respect g.

2. Gettin Ya Huntin Gear On

Ayo if you a nigga who play football n shit you aint gon step out on the field wit a hockey helmet n some golf clubs namsayin. That same shit apply to pullin broads nahmean.You dont go out expectin to get a dimes attention by lookin like 3 pennies yaself namsayin. Yall need to groom yallselves nahmeans. For summa yalls that shit come natural but for the rest of yall niggas this gon be like squeezin water outta a block of wood n shit. N yo that mega fly shit aint for eybody so dont be throwin no golden eagles on yall arms if you dont live that shit b. Thats some official nigga type shit fam. If you aint got that scorpion nigga bloodline jus stick to ya little colorful watches n whatever g. If ya shit be lookin like a costume tone ya shit down son. If you was a nigga that could pull off that outrageous shit you wouldnt be readin this namsayin. N dont be rockin no fake labels n shit son. That Canal St bullshit is played the fuck out b. Niggas is out there drippin from head to toe in they bootleg wardrobes n shit knowin damm well that muthafuckas aint made no sweatshirts wit Emilio Pucci across the front like that. Stop playin yallselves g.

3. Choosin Ya Co-Predators

Ayo so lets say you aint no soft ass nigga lookin for a wife n shit. You aint wanna invest ya time in no forbidden fruit type broad that wanna make you work too hard then. If  you jus lookin for a jumpoff  the club gon always be the best bang for ya bucks nahmean. But dont come in there on some reckless shit pa. First of all if you came wit a gang of ignorant niggas you outta luck b. You gon either be leavin that muthafucka wit those same niggas n zero ass or you gon be pullin some swamp broad that aint nobody else talk to. So use ya discretions n shit when you choosin who you gon roll wit namsayin. You show up wit a bunch a thirsty lookin FUBU niggas lookin like they jus swam across the ocean to escape from they island n shit then you might as well be rockin a eye patch n a rat skin suit g. If ya niggas is lookin n actin like they will fuck anything movin yo thats gon be a reflection on you namsayin. N you gon only be attractin c-grade clientele from that pa. But you gotta make sure you aint bring no Julio Iglesias type nigga either nahmean. You dont want no nigga wit a better batting average than yaself playin on ya team g.

4. Understandin Ya Prey

Ayo before we get into how to approach the prey u gon need to make sure you got all ya weapons on you namsayin. You gon need the 3 Cs on you for this part son. First one is confidence g. Broads can smell weakness on a nigga like dead fish fam. Dont approach her like you disturbin her n you wanna make it up to her by payin for all her drinks n shit. But at the same times dont walk up on her like you own her namsayin. That snap ya fingers shit only work wit official Fonzarelli type niggas like yours truly nahmean. The fact is you really aint shit but she jus dont need to be knowin bout all that. All niggas aint shit son. Thats jus a fact of like b. The trick is to get broads to forget bout all that n get them to let they guards down n shit tho. That brings us to the second C which is convincingness son. Summa yalls might not think that thats a word but yalls jus aint knowin what a nigga be knowin bout son. Be convincing wit ya shit g. If you master this shit right here you aint never gon be starved for ass again my nigga. This gon apply to so many different scenarios wit broads that you aint really gon need any other help if you learn to use this shit right namsayin. See you gotta look at broads like they werewolves namsayin. This shit like the silver bullet right here tho nahmean. Thats that shit that gon tame the werewolf for you nahmean. She gon become that regular girl for you seewuhmsayin. Ayo the last C is charm nahmean. Yalls might be askin yallselves ayo Tone whuh bout that cashflow my nigga? Ayo son straight up yall aint gon need too much of that if you get ya shit right nahmean. Charm is like how you talk to the girl n how you present yaself n all that. You might gon want to incorporate summa that physical charm too if you wanna get savvy wit ya shit namsayin. Yaknow like lightly pattin her on the arm n shit when you pretendin to laugh at some shit she says....that you aint really understood....cos broads be sayin mad shit that niggas dont be understandin n shit. That shit right theres the first seeds to  growin the tree nahmean. N the tree you tryin to grow is intimate relations namsayin.

5. Approachin Ya Prey

Ayo this is where yall niggas usually fuck up namsayin. N if you aint never completed the first 4 steps you jus gon be lost by this point my nigga. You gon be a broads food g. You might gon be thinkin bout how you bout to blow her back out n just disappear on her n shit but in reality yo you gon be payin that bitch phone bills n pickin her kids up from school while she out wit other niggas nahmean. But yo assumin you already learned all that shit in steps 1 to 4 you can start movin in for the kill nahmean. Dont run up on her like you bout to yapp her tho namsayin. Thats ya first impressions n shit g. She get the feelin you bout to rob her n that shit gon be a wrap nahmean. You need to establish eye contact first n then move in namsayin. Broads aint like all that shit where it seems like a nigga jus came up a elevator thru the floor n shit. You gon creep her out wit that David Blaine shit son. Yall ninja toed niggas stop wit all that sneak attack shit. Dont run up on her n splash ya cologne on her like that son. N when you make that eye contact dont be doin nothin stupid like winkin or lickin ya lips n shit. N dont do no homo shit like bitin ya bottom lip n raisin ya eyebrows while you noddin ya head n shit. Thats a fucked up look right there g. Yall amateur hour niggas cut that shit out. Yall frightenin these bitches son. That eye contact is like when you lookin thru a scope namsayin. You dont wanna be shakin all the branches around you n scarin off the prey like that nahmean.

6. Takin Down Ya Prey

Ayo after you establish that eye contact you can think bout takin her down namsayin. When you take that shot make sure you use the 3 Cs n shit. If you feelin like you got the 3 Cs down you can introduce the fourth C namsayin. Which is coincidenceness. Summa yalls might gon be like ayo Tone what the fuck is coincidenceness? Ayo its what it sounds like nigga. Imma break it down for yalls tho. The other Cs is like the salad namsayin n this C is like that salad dressin nahmean. So you already got the foods but this is like that extra flavor namsayin. So you might wait til you see her goin to the bathroom n shit right. N then you time ya shit out for like when you think she gon be comin out nahmean. This part is mad important n shit too b. Cos if she come out in 30 seconds that means she done took a leak n she aint wash her hands namsayin. Thats a unhygienic broad right there son n you dont want none of that. You aint got time to be delousin a dirty broad pa. On the other hand if she in there for 10 or 15 minutes that mean she done went n dropped a load son. N you aint gon want no type a bitch that go to a club n takes a shit like that g. Thats some disgustin shit my nigga. But if she in there for 2 or 3 minutes you good. Time that shit out so that as she comes out you jus on ya way towards the bathrooms n shit. Then what you do is you graze past her namsayin. That dont mean you jus grab her or smack her on the ass n shit b. You kinda push lightly against her namsayin like you tryin to get by her n shit. N even tho you aint gon be hurtin her n shit you be like "Ayo pardon me ma". From those 2 steps you done created ya openin namsayin. You planted that seed for that physical contact which hopefully gon lead to intimate relations. Also you makin her think that you a gentleman n shit nahmean. Then you be like "Ayo ma would it be cool if a nigga buy you a drink?" nahmean.  If she say no its whatever namsayin. You aint spent shit on her n theres probably a chance she gon say the same to a lot a other niggas anyway. But if she like aight then you halfway to intimate relations son. See you gotta think of broads as pieces of meat nahmean. Ayo but I aint mean that in no sexist type a way tho namsayin. See cos what ya boy mean by that is you gotta think of broads as frozen meat youseewhumsayin. You already thawed her out n now all you gotta do is marinate the broad namsayin. You gotta prepare her for seduction. Dance wit her n shit. Or watch her dance wit her friends namsayin. Keep ya niggas away tho.

7.  Seducin Ya Prey

Ayo now this is usually the part where niggas who aint failed at step 5 really do fuck up nahmean. See seduction is a art form son. If you aint good wit ya art supplies you aint gon paint the right ambiance n shit for intimate relations namsayin. You gon be workin wit a blank canvas so you need to try n paint a relaxin atmosphere for the girl nahmean. But you dont want that atmosphere to be too relaxin cos you dont want the bitch fallin asleep on you namsayin. So you gotta keep it sexy nahmean. N yo keep in mind that broads dont really be givin a shit bout you like that namsayin. They gon want to kno ya name n whether you employed n shit n thats bout it g. You might get asked if you got kids or some shit too...but mostly she jus want you to ask her bout herself namsayin. There aint a woman on earth that dont wanna be asked questions bout theyselves all night pa. Unless they runnin from the police n shit. In which case you gon definitely be gettin ass cos she aint gon have no time to waste like that nahmean....she gon fast track ya order n all that g. If you still at the club see if you can move that shit to outdoors nahmean. Thats gon give you that opportunity to make some valuable moves n shit son. If she look cold offer her ya jacket or whatever nahmean. Put ya arm over her shoulder or some shit. But you gotta test the waters wit that move namsayin. If she aint into you like that she aint gon want you puttin ya hands on her nahmean. So dont go into full cuddle mode wit her or nothin namsayin. N dont rest ya arm on her like that either g. You gotta hover that shit namsayin. Hover ya arm over her shoulder cos thats gon 1) make it so you aint give her a sore neck n shit n 2) have that sensual brushin effect on her nahmean. Thats gon make the hairs on her neck stand up nahmean. Hopefully not the kinda long ass hairs that gon make you feel like you cuddlin up on another nigga tho.

8. Goin In For The Kill

So lets say you done convinced the broad that you really aint no typical nigga. N you done tamed her inner werewolf n all that. N you done broke down a few walls n planted ya seeds for intimate relations for the night. This that moment you been waitin for then namsayin. What you need to do is make sure you continue to set that mood nahmean. If she wanna go back to her place you in the best position g. Especially if you a bum ass nigga wit 7 other niggas livin at ya crib. You get that broad playin Xbox wit ya niggas n you aint gon be hittin shit son. Either way you need to maintain control of the situations nahmean. You gotta be in control of the ambiance g. Get the right music goin namsayin. Throw on some Jodeci or some shit like that nahmean. Light a few candles for her n dim those lights son. N make sure ya breath aint smell like ass nahmean. Word. N avoid talkin bout other broads or any depressin shit like tsunamis nahmean. Try n make her feel comfortable namsayin. Once she all relaxed you can make ya move nahmean. But you gotta start wit the innocent touchin before you start tryin to grab on her n shit. Those little pats on the knee n the hands on her arm gon lead to rubbin her neck which gon lead to caressin her legs which gon lead to intimate relations namsayin. If you cant take it from here you aint got no business wastin a broads time son. So hopefully yalls found this shit helpful n all that n Imma holla at yall later.

Aight peace.

Ayo this why B.I.G. was the G.O.A.T. nahmean!

Ayo whattup this is Pretty Tone Capone aka Big Ghost nahmean. Imma take a break from slanderin niggas n pay homage to the nigga BIG namsayin. Word. Bein that this the anniversary of his death n shit lets take a moment to bow our heads fam. Ayo Imma jus put this out there n get it out the way since niggas is always talkin all this G.O.A.T. shit namsayin. Ayo yalls already kno that P-Tone is that nigga namsayin. The god was cut from divine fabrics n alla that. Ayo a nigga a one of one nahmean. The god wasnt born he was emerged namsayin. Thats real talk. A lot a yall niggas aint kno how it feel to be emerged n shit. Most yalls was jus born n shit. Yalls is mortal niggas tho namsayin. Yalls aint emerged from no volcanoes n shit. Yalls aint had that golden heavenly aura when yalls was born nahmean. Yalls wasnt carried to earth by no pegasus namsayin. But yo even tho a nigga was born wit Zeus hands n razorblades in his blood....Imma still have to say that this nigga Biggie was hands down the best to ever do it g. No disrespect to Rakim or Jay or Pac or Marshall or Nas but the nigga was a monster son. Yo n Imma tell yalls why. There might be a couple niggas thats competin wit BIG as far as rhymes or maybe even wit creativity n shit nahmean. Maybe some niggas is more complex or they got better breath control or some shit. Niggas might even got better stage presence n might kno how to rock a crowd better than my nigga did. But theres one area where niggas jus aint fuckin wit dude n thats wit the niggas flow son. Ayo eybody need that full package when it comes to a song nahmean. Niggas want all that shit I was jus mentionin. But when you listen to a rap song...unless you some no ass gettin nerd muthafucka...you payin attention to two things before you checkin for anythin else namsayin. 1) you checkin for that beat. Niggas like Canibus wasnt failin cos they couldnt spit b. That niggas 15 minutes ended quicker than Ma$es comeback cos sons beats was mad boring g. Ayo n 2) you checkin for that flow namsayin. Word. Ayo son you can be the wackest nigga alive but if ya beats is hot n ya flow is nice niggas can look past ya weak ass rhymes a little bit nahmean. Like that nigga Wiz nahmean. Sons rhymes is softer than two niggas sharin a umbrella but the nigga flow is decent namsayin. Ayo the nigga so soft his heart probably got a mink jacket on n shit but the nigga flow is decent nahmean. I aint gon front on all that. The nigga got one way of spittin on every song n shit n he soft as fuck but the flow aint garbage like that g. N the nigga got some aight beats too namsayin. Far as flows go the white boy nice n shit but niggas aint always relate to what son be talkin bout nahmean. Son be sayin some wild shit only crazy ass crackers gon relate to sometimes. Niggas dont really be talkin bout they family members like that dude be doin namsayin. The nigga BIG might had said some "fuck my moms" shit one time but he aint really talk bout rapin the bitch nahmean. Niggas might slip n be like "ayo fuck that bitch" when they really really really mad at they moms n shit. But they aint gon be like "ayo fuck that bitch...Imma bend her over n let her take it like a slut nahmean" n shit. But yo Marshall a ill dude anyway. He definitely top 5 nahmean. But the nigga Biggie was in his own league son.   Niggas might not be rockin Coogi sweaters n Versace glasses now but the nigga knew how to dress fly for a 90s nigga nahmean. He wasnt no Pretty Toney but my nigga could dress hisself namsayin. He was a influential nigga n all that. The nigga Pac might got more niggas bitin his shit...n Pac was a more charismatic dude nahmean. But Pac wasnt seein BIG lyrically namsayin. N my dude could tell stories too g. Son was paintin pictures namsayin. Try to get one these little niggas to tell you some stories son. Take any of these so called hot niggas right now n tell me if any of those niggas is fuckin wit Big. That nigga Drake is the same age that Biggie was when he passed son. If that nigga die tomorrow you think niggas is gon be thinkin bout that nigga 14 years after he died...talkin bout "Damn...son was too ill...too ill". Nah g. They might say "Ayo remember that nigga Drake? Word I think son had progesterone in his blood n shit son. Thankfully that nigga died tho" n whatever whatever namsayin. But yo no disrespect to that nigga. The god jus usin him as a example nahmean. I aint mean no offense to that nigga Aubrey. The nigga do be havin a mad feminine persona tho g. Son be rockin charm bracelets n all that. If you look at the niggas skin under a microscope the shit probably look quilted namsayin. The nigga got a layer of custard between his skin n his muscle tissue n shit nahmean. That nigga Biggie wasnt like these little niggas tho. Niggas mighta disrespected him over that album cover n shit but niggas was still respectin that nigga music namsayin. To this day son...aint nobody kno how to balance that rugged shit wit the commercial hits like that nigga did nahmean. Son was too nice g. The niggas verse on the Benjamins joint was so nice they had to change the beat on son nahmean. So Imma lay it out for yall muthafuckas who still sleepin on the nigga. If my nigga would had lived to keep doin his thing he would still be on top right now. The nigga Jays the closest thing we got to another Biggie but son aint got that same voice nahmean. N yo Jay one of the nicest niggas ever but his flow aint seein Biggies like that nahmean. Same go for Nas.  Nas is a genius son but my dude aint ever flow like that nigga Biggie. The nigga BIG was the whole package g. Yall pay ya respects to that nigga nahmean.

Aight peace.

Ayo this my public apologies to Wiz Khalifa yall namsayin!

Ayo whattup son. This the nigga that been "talkin greasy" bout you nahmean. Ayo first off a nigga jus wanna say sorry you went n took the nigga Stars bait like that on the radio nahmean. You kinda a moron for that tho b. The nigga put a water gun to ya head n you got down on ya knees for the nigga. But I get it son. P-Tone aint mad at you like that. You was thinkin the nigga had a real gun aimed at you n you jus panicked namsayin. But he played you b. Nigga basically pulled out his didick n said "ayo you can get high by suckin on this shit right here Wiz...how bout a little peck? Jussa peck Wiz". N you did it son. You gave the nigga a peck. Next thing you kno you straight blowin the nigga pa. N that was it son. Nigga jus zipped up n left u there to deal wit whatever namsayin. The nigga had you in his jail cell n convinced you to put on a wig n dress for him nahmeans. He threw a quarter on the ground n asked you to pick the shit up n you bent over for the nigga son. He straight plugged you son. The nigga straight brokebacked you wit the spit on his hand move n you got straight violated b. No offense son but we all seen how the shit went down namsayin. See you gotta realize you a dolphin nigga swimmin wit sharks son. N you a fragile lookin nigga to begin wit nahmean. You  the type a nigga that might break ya arm from beatin a egg too fast namsayin. Ya shit can snap on you at any minute g. Son you cant even do a push up without worryin bout ya elbows poppin out n ya chest breakin in half. Word bond. You slap a nigga five n you gotta 50/50 chance of ya wrist snappin like a chick o stick on you son. You a malnourished nigga nahmean. You like a human stick figure fam. You look like you made of tree branches namsayin. You cant even go outside on a windy day son. You need a nigga holdin the kite string tied to ya just to walk outside in case the breeze pick up my nigga. N you a soft nigga to top all that off nahmean. You like a human loofah son. You softer than pasta noodles b. You got shampoo blood my nigga. Nahmean. Lets jus be straightforward bout the situation son. N you talkin all that G shit when you barely even F son. You all the way confused nahmean. You a cinnabon nigga son. You softer than a sack of vaginas nigga. Aint nobody takin you serious as a G namsayin. Ayo a nigga jus tryin to help you right now son. Come on pa. Ya catalog fucked up too son. How you gon have a song called G'ed Up son? What the G stand for son? Gummi wormed? Glamored? Where we gon draw the line my nigga? You jus gave Bruno Mars n Chris Brown the green light to call theyselves Gs now too son. We gon have to deal wit Katy Perry callin herself a G thanks to you son. That shit aint kosher my nigga. They gon be like ayo if that skinny swamp nigga wit the lullabies in his catalog callin hisself G it should be aight then namsayin. Nobody tellin THAT mutant nigga he aint a G so it should be open season then nahmean. Aint nothin gangsta bout you like that Wiz. Come on pa. Nigga you couldnt be less gangster if you started rockin rhinestone bikinis. Nigga you could start rockin murses n a feather boa n ya ass would still be at the same level of G that you already was son. Thats cos you at the very lowest level of G already. Which is not G. Nahmean. Gangstas dont try to wife another high profile niggas leftovers my nigga. Gangstas dont only weigh triple they birth weight by the time they grown ass men son. Gangstas dont make soft nigga instruction manuals like Roll Up n expect regular niggas to consider them Gs pa. N even if you was gangsta youd be like the low calorie version b. Youd be diet gangster or sum shit. Youd be gangsta lite or sum shit like that Wiz. Namsayin. But on the really real you more jus like gangster free namsayin. No disrespect tho nahmean. But I dont get you son. Somebody need to send you back to Middle Earth or wherever you came from son cos you aint fittin in wit humans nigga. You look like one the aliens from Men In Black son. Namsayin. You look like a stretched out Lil Wayne b. But its all love Wiz. Ayo I see you jus tryin to make a livin son. You makin wack moves n shit but at least you payin ya bills namsayin. Dignity aint eybodys thing son. You aint gotta be worried bout all that Wiz. Do you. Anyhow the god jus hopin you accept his apologies nahmean. It took a lot for a nigga to swallow his pride like this son. Hope you appreciate that. N yo cop that Shaolin Vs Wu Tang joint my nig. Shit is fire son. 

Aight peace.

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