Dah_jOkA & LiToShawn Collab

[Dah_jOkA]

this is sumthin meh n shawn did wen we decided to practice together // a bunch of crap came out, its unfinished though


Dah_jOkA

listen to tha story bout hwo it went down
met a homie who got mah back wen dere wes no other around
lyrically astound // verbally profound
another emcee wes a person I've found
up and comin // aint no frontin //
went unda mah wing // wes like "kid do ur thing // spit ur shit" // got meh thinkin "damn nigs lyrically legit" // came up wid a propersition // said "kid sit up and listen" //
"became mah protege"// "i'll make ya spit propa i'll make ya spit harda" // kid wes like "A-OKAY! // n so kid got meh enterprisin // listen to mah words cuz i aint emphasizin //

LiTo ShawN

i aint lying, he taught me all i know
from diverse vocabulary to the rhymes in this flow//
you kno how we go, 2 boyz spittin a last line
came together to spit one last time//
he taught me how to spit out how i felt in times of pain
with that help, i spit everyday to keep me sane//
with his help again, i gotta give him my props
for picking me back up everytime i had to drop//
we both agree to quit this gangbangin'
drop the gangster sayin, keep the streets hangin'//
pimp playin, haters hatin' and no sayin'
cause we real in the streets even if its dayin'//
payin our way to hustle hard in the streets
you kno its hard dese days to earn paper sheets//
but one day, i know we'll make it thru
the story of 2 badass boyz, who made it true//

Dah_jOkA

see now dat wes mah protege rite dere // but lets make dem things fair // dat verse i gotta edit // cuz i cant take all tha credit // i showed him tha way and led him to win // but it couldnt be accomplished widout his spirit within // kid practiced tha hardest // followed tha regimen // to become tha next best rap artist // kids' unique // words cant be beat // bust his lyrical feats // words discreet // cant even drop a sweat even wen hes facin tha heat // bah wen it comes to shit // we aint just cambodian and viet // we can lyrically spit // prepared 2 drop at tha ready // astoundingly steady // pen to papa we spit wes on our minds // listen to tha rhymes // we aint wastin no time // so nig fuk tha streets// bump back wid phat beats and listen to mob deep // lyrically stressin // i aint tryin ta impressin // whats mah claim to fame? // am i thru wid dis rap game? // nah i jes hadda comprehend // and take a look at mah friend // take over as i sit back on tha porch // "kid i pass ya tha torch" //

LiTo ShawN :

i take the torch like i take a win
is quittin the rap game, lyrically a sin?//
you may think the story has ended, but it has not
it has only started, known not yet to be forgot//
i gotta let this OG sit back and relax
cause i think from his teachin he's bout to collapse//
taught me so much, yet i learned so many
he taught me to pop a dictionary, words a plently//
one day we'll rock a bently, and maybe a hummer
and maybe we can roll deep down in the summer//
like a tale of 2 brothers, we're lyrically tied
burn me in hell if you think i lied//
you can crucified me to the grave, if you think im playin
dont think this tale is just for a sayin//
im spittin a truth, only told by so much

[dragon1290]

ah man you guys are HOT

[babydorkee]

oOoo tightttt!

[froggyboy604]

nice