Jay Dee is cool, but I'm feelin Organized Noize and Earthtone III a lot more. Jay Dee producing an entire album makes me sleepy.

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what is it with you and "feelings"?-mathmagic to Kao
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LIL’ KENNY

He was a down low rapper, lonely and po rapper
A wearin’ same pair of jeans, three days in a row rapper
Picked on, kicked on, every day was a test
Confidence would go down like the sun when it headed the way of the west
His main meals were food for thought, he tried to supplement these
Wit’ powdered milk, powdered eggs, and even government cheese
Never smoked cigarettes, he wasn’t into puffin’ disease
Never joined a gang, his mother told him not to be fuckin’ wit’ Gs
On average days, you’d find him up in the trees, head in the clouds
Thinkin’ about what bullshit lies ahead of him now
In a world of savages, everyone else was an antagonist
And little Kenny was too skinny to be anything other than a pacifist
Far less than ghetto fabulous, dreams comin’ to life would be miraculous
But most days would end up disastrous, ‘cuz ghetto life was hazardous
Tryin’ to dodge shootouts, but that wasn’t even the half of it
It was pitiful how he’d get ridiculed, and could nothin’ but try and laugh at it
For Kenny, the world held no logic
Findin’ the answers were like tryin’ to keep a full stomach wit’ empty pockets
Felt like he was on a plane takin’ a nosedive, and he couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it
And he really couldn’t put his faith in any prophet
When he tried to get ahead, seemed like an obstacle was always there
He had to try and collect his thoughts, sittin’ on pissy hallway stairs
Dreamin’ of things like flyin’ away on golden wings
Lil’ Kenny realized why the caged bird sings
He sang, Maybe one day I’ll be on top of the world
Tryin’ to keep focus, but it was bogus, how he never got noticed by girls
All Kenny ever wanted was a piece of the pie
But he started feelin’ like bein’ an outcast was a good reason to die
Too much rejection, and livin’ life without anyone to give direction
Kenny felt like he was a loser in the game of natural selection
‘Cuz all the world did was take, even though he had nothing to give
But they wanted him to give more, so what the fuck did Kenny have to live for
Not enough friends, too many motherfuckin’ enemies
All this shit was givin’ Kenny suicidal tendecies
But after a failed attempt, he went to the mirror and looked himself in the eye
And realized that he didn’t wanna die
He would try to learn from this lesson, that life was indeed a blessin’
Kenny was overjoyed to know he was ready for whatever was destined
He walked outside the door, where thugs were in the middle of a war
A stray bullet meant that Kenny didn’t have to think about the future anymore

Lil’ Kenny lost the game of life just tryin’ to get a little somethin’ in this crazy world

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