Ima niner, he’s a raider but we on the same team/
Wit this music, career shit, chasin da cream/
I do what I do cuzz dats what im good at/
Use 2 play baseball so im good wit a wood bat/
Even umpired lil league 2 get sum extra cash/
What u know bout that, ha, go head n laugh/
Im old school but I pioneer of my own time/
Ive been fooled b4 but never twice by the same kind/
Ima raider of a lost art, combine so many different parts/
Hip hop, gangsta rap, rocc n roll n reagatone/
Uza wanksta ima bloccstar, show u how I rep it hard/
Cr-hip hop, gangsta crip, siccess n saucee don/
Wit the undaboss ghost lansky right across/
Supreme raider shit, the borgata keep it sauce/
Keep perfectin the lost art even in a time of loss/
Raiders always huddle up cuzz we fightin 4 a cause/
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SICCeSS dont stop even if u call da cops/
be right bacc on top if they ever knocc us off/
chasin da gwop til da wheels fall off/
call me ronnie lott hit the hardest on da blocc/
ima 1 stop shop if u wanna smoke or pop/
u'll hear 1 glocc pop if your mouth run talk/
u think u da boss well i know u not/
been a G since a tot u can ask my pops/
i toss roccs like i mastered hop scotch/
pop my mouth lots cuz im comfy in my soccs/
more game than a jocc keep it movin like a watch/
more vicious than a rot SiCCeSS dont stop/
my life crazy like a fox up in down like stoccs/
but i keep it on locc so it dont wander off/
always give u da drop like my name stuart scott/
stay rollin up da pot i love 2 choke n cough/
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I listen 2 the streets, they like a father 2 me/
i keep my ear 2 the ground, might have a project 4 me/
climbin up the knowledge tree & away from agony/
im tryna legalize weed & dispose of all the D/
im tryna live healthy, enjoy all the pleasures/
but its almost 2 the point, i gotta take sum drastic measures/
im after jarassic treasures, not tryna drown n the hood/
i got more pep than frat steppers so u know im all good/
i wanna C SiCCeSS, the stress level drop/
riches in the future picture, never jaw wit da cops/
one love 2 my pops, we gotta stay strong together/
u bout 2 lose your wife, she terminal wit cancer/
already lost 3 homies, both my grandpas/
my world startin 2 get lonely, did they die 4 a cause?
so much agony & pain, it never goes away/
so i get down on my knees. i bow my head & i pray/
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As the phoenix rises I look into his eyes/
Death stare, mean mug no other focus n mind/
Ask him r u here 4 me, said he hasn’t decided/
& theres a lot u have 2 learn b4 u retire/
Thers an indictment on your life u got a hole new assignment/
Have 2 narrow ur alignment, stop comittin crimes/
Robin hood times, be strategic wit your rhymes/
don’t be selfish wit your grind, as well avoid all confinement/
Just then I awoke, chest beatin, heart speakin/
Was that a dream up n smoke or was I barkn w/ da phoenix/
Realest thing I ever felt, ive been hounded by demons/
Ive been bound by these creatures, their sycadelic leaches/
But now that im reaching great heights n my time/
Still know that I’m the type to keep a knife by my side/
Imma do onto others as they do onto my life/
Until my demise Jon Hartless gon ride/
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JON HARTLESS / Blog
VERSE OF THE WEEK - WK4 - RAIDER OF A LOST ART
Ima niner, he’s a raider but we on the same team/ Wit this music, career shit, chasin da cream/ I do what I do cuzz dats what im good at/ Use 2 play baseball so im good wit a wood bat/ Even umpired lil league 2 get sum extra cash/ What u know bout that, ha, go head n laugh/ Im old school but I pioneer of my own time/ Ive been fooled b4 but never twice by the same kind/ Ima raider of a lost art, combine so many different parts/ Hip hop, gangsta rap, rocc n roll n reagatone/ Uza wanksta ima bloccstar, show u how I rep it hard/ Cr-hip hop, gangsta crip, siccess n saucee don/ Wit the undaboss ghost lansky right across/ Supreme raider shit, the borgata keep it sauce/ Keep perfectin the lost art even in a time of loss/ Raiders always huddle up cuzz we fightin 4 a cause/
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VERSE OF THE WEEK - WK 3 - SiCCeSS DONT STOP
SICCeSS dont stop even if u call da cops/ be right bacc on top if they ever knocc us off/ chasin da gwop til da wheels fall off/ call me ronnie lott hit the hardest on da blocc/ ima 1 stop shop if u wanna smoke or pop/ u'll hear 1 glocc pop if your mouth run talk/ u think u da boss well i know u not/ been a G since a tot u can ask my pops/ i toss roccs like i mastered hop scotch/ pop my mouth lots cuz im comfy in my soccs/ more game than a jocc keep it movin like a watch/ more vicious than a rot SiCCeSS dont stop/ my life crazy like a fox up in down like stoccs/ but i keep it on locc so it dont wander off/ always give u da drop like my name stuart scott/ stay rollin up da pot i love 2 choke n cough/
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VERSE OF THE WEEK - WK2 - TOO MUCH AGONY
I listen 2 the streets, they like a father 2 me/ i keep my ear 2 the ground, might have a project 4 me/ climbin up the knowledge tree & away from agony/ im tryna legalize weed & dispose of all the D/ im tryna live healthy, enjoy all the pleasures/ but its almost 2 the point, i gotta take sum drastic measures/ im after jarassic treasures, not tryna drown n the hood/ i got more pep than frat steppers so u know im all good/ i wanna C SiCCeSS, the stress level drop/ riches in the future picture, never jaw wit da cops/ one love 2 my pops, we gotta stay strong together/ u bout 2 lose your wife, she terminal wit cancer/ already lost 3 homies, both my grandpas/ my world startin 2 get lonely, did they die 4 a cause? so much agony & pain, it never goes away/ so i get down on my knees. i bow my head & i pray/
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VERSE OF THE WEEK-WK1 THE PHOENIX
As the phoenix rises I look into his eyes/ Death stare, mean mug no other focus n mind/ Ask him r u here 4 me, said he hasn’t decided/ & theres a lot u have 2 learn b4 u retire/ Thers an indictment on your life u got a hole new assignment/ Have 2 narrow ur alignment, stop comittin crimes/ Robin hood times, be strategic wit your rhymes/ don’t be selfish wit your grind, as well avoid all confinement/ Just then I awoke, chest beatin, heart speakin/ Was that a dream up n smoke or was I barkn w/ da phoenix/ Realest thing I ever felt, ive been hounded by demons/ Ive been bound by these creatures, their sycadelic leaches/ But now that im reaching great heights n my time/ Still know that I’m the type to keep a knife by my side/ Imma do onto others as they do onto my life/ Until my demise Jon Hartless gon ride/
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