World Is Our Dynasty (Collaboration only)

[The Entertainer]

Rap Meets Freestyle album
Song II

Verse 1: Yo.. I can spit rhymes and not give a f**k what you really think
The haters who think they can spit disses and raps f**king breath stinks
You hate on me, because I speak freedom and I can murder yall
Talk about my family and pussy out that s**t aint cool at all
You try to diss whitemike, b**ch that's my part of my family
You disrespect him, i f**k you up and im high above the word crazy
This is only me speaking the truth, and my words are only just rising
This is my moment of connect, together The World Is Our Dynasty
It's crazy how i compare two different things, my life and the world together
It's a mystery, its challenging, its difficult, its scary its like the weather
I would never do nothing to have you little b**ches f**k our world up
It's me and Mike and we claiming this rap game and we shutting you up
And turning the crowd on, and having the haters mopping the stage
While you sitting there dumbfound we have the crowd on the same page
We connect through the minds, have our cellphones high in the air
To show the love in this universe, our hearts are hard to tear
The World Is Our Dynasty me and mike will have this unite
And whoever tries to barge in, your gonna have to bring up a fight!!

[whitemike]

(chorus)
I can give two sh*t's bout wat they think
im in this to win and i will succeed
life came at me like a ton of bricks
im destined for gold watch me go to the top of the list
there never impressed always guessin him
but the world is mine i wont ever quit.

verse II
check check this thing on.
yes you bet your ass it is cause i spit that fu**in acid shit
trippin on me cause i flipped a lid, building a dynasty you can learn from this kids
suck a d**k now here comes the piss take a sip it taste like lemons
no need to wait im launchin off like a rocket call him roger clemons
the L.A dodger with a Yankee twist
hang on im hearin demands from your chick: "spank me spank me"
so i punched that b*tch, doin the hanky panky i got sighns of bein skits-o-phrenic
cold frozen i cut em open, im never budgein even though im the sh*t on your list
mother wat! f**k them critics jus mad cause they aint this
batters up!!! an im bout to get my 1,oooth hit
grand slam gosh dam hes so fu**in sick
there tryin to push him to the edge but he'll never fall off this cliff
here to do business screamin bring it b*tch!!!!

[TORNADO]

haha couple a kids spittin rhymes on the internet, who woulda ever guessed/
it don't stop there im just waitin for what the hell is next/
never been accepted cause im whiter than a weddin dress/
can't see me now so theres no excuse but to get impressed/
the art of collaboration always has me fascinated/
it allows us to work off each others imagination/
my love for rap, infactuation, do u get the facts im sayin/
i just talk alotta shit so ask me how my ass is tastin/

[The Entertainer]

Yo check it out I never understood why you came/ Are you here to diss or spit or to join this rap game/ It's all good man, I'm half white I wasn't accepted either/ Only beacuse I was so young with talent, I was so eager/ I'm a 14 year old kid got a mind full of words/ Rapped with whitemike so my main point could be heard/ It doesn't matter if your black, white, or even too young/ But the power that we have, we express of what's among/ Yeah we talk shit, talk to shit, and even make shit/ My priority is me making the great best of it/

[TORNADO]

I can't recall, my memory fades/
Been workin straight seven days, makin money plenty ways/
So i apologize if i cant remember names/
But talkin shit is what im never sayin/
Not bad for fourteen, shit i'd be on your team/
Our words are weapons make it look like a war scene/
I gotta go, ill come back but im on my phone now/
Its just that this was my last chance, fourth down/

[The Entertainer]

Yeah sorry man for the late reply/ I got shit going on for a young ass guy/ I understand that you gotta make that green/ Something tells me that you just need to be seen/ Yeah im fourteen trying to make the best of it/ Trying so hard to avoid alot of bullshit/ Your words are like a beast with some power and soul/ I wanna work with somebody who an inspiring goal/ And I gotta big feeling that you wanna get time/ With some studio I know that you're gonna be prime/ Hit me up and whitemike we're trying to communicate/ Together we can do this we can all el-evate/

[TORNADO]

yeah back in them old days when i was about your age/
i said fuck the world, and that was just fourplay/
i admit i sounded even less than an amateur/
owned up to my mistakes and now i'm the manager/
was told it's like writin poetry then somethin took over me/
waited a long time, maybe that's how it supposed to be/
rhymin was the easiest, seems it was instinctive/
my shitty verses had me sayin WHAT IS HE THINKIN?
then my world got flipped upside down... acrobat/
i don't need the mic anymore they can have it back/
they should know what im sayin thru my body language/
serious, middle finger to the game cause i'm not playin/
you, me and whitemike is a beautiful partnership/
constipated flow, cause we bringin the hardest shit/
hip-hop became a part of Tornado because it's in the heart of it/
they say Karma's a bitch, and its probably since I fathered it/
whitey wasn't picked, had never been so ashamed/
now everyone feelin me even those on novacaine/
somethin positive that i constantly live by/
i'm not afraid of failure if all i can do is try/

[The Entertainer]

Yeah to tell you the truth, I didn't give a fuck/
About life in general to me it just sucked/
Went through some issues, I went to rehab/
I did drugs, and got cuffed my life was so sad/
Momma had left me when I was two years old/
Dad couldn't do that, he always said no/
Grandma was poor, I had to sleep on the floor/
Dad had an apartment where he fucked these whores/
I know this is weird, but I had let it all out/
I've been holding it in, I think im about to pout/
I'm a kid who's so angry, and can't figure why/
I like to sit and write, when I'm about to cry/
Count to ten, and close your eyes little kid/
My stepmom told me that and I actually did/
She beated me, and told my dad a damn lie/
I was 7 years old and I just ready to die/
I was scared to talk, and I was scared to walk/
The only thing I did was play with chalk/
Went to friends house, had a badass time/
Came back home and went straight back to rhymes/
I'm so depressed, I don't know what to do/
I need help, I'll think I'll call Doctor Who/
I had a girl, or maybe I had a little few/
I call 'em all bitches and some hoes too/
I hated school, I only went to did some drugs/
Fucked hoes, and thought I was a little thug/
A teacher came to me, I thought he was a dick/
He read my raps and said that it was really sick/
He offered me a mic, and told me "spit the shit"/
Made him so proud that he had to breath and sit/
He told me to come by afterschool/
I thought he was gonna' start placing rules/
He gave me studio time and people like my songs/
I started to like rap maybe it was like right from wrong/
But then I had to move from Houston to L.A/
Back to grandma's I thought the shit was okay/
Lost my rap career, now I'm back again/
Doing drugs, fuckin' up, and counting to ten/

[TORNADO]

damn kid, i'll bring a verse back in a minute i got some good rhymes brewing, but i'm a bit tied up. I just wana say I can't necessarily say that's all true cuz I wasn't there or nothin, but I can tell for a man to put that emotion and value onto a website that it's gotta be true. I give you respect for a young kid but I wana let you know your rap career is never over, and don't worry about feelin angry, even for nothin. You just gotta find new outlets to release it. Just think about how much worse shit could be, in jail for the rest of your life, your legs blown off by a bomb in Iraq, or your even on a hospital bed in your dying hours from an incurable disease. Those are rare occurences but take your losses and start a new humble beginning. I'm not THAT much older but once u reach my age and shit gets clearer you gonna wish u were young again, we got one life man and it's all how YOU make it, nobody else decides... trust me. My father always said "nobody is going to give you anything, go get it"... didn't make sense until a year or two ago. Keep growing as an artist because it's a helluva talent to have, stay in school, clean yourself up, get in contact with the right people, elevate yourself man... shit if you weren't across the U.S. I'd link up and make an album for the fuck of it with ya