R. Donnelly
R. is 95 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Rob Rude's Blues Review.
R. is also known as "Rob Rude".
R. is located in Istanbul at Zincirlikuyu Mezarlığı.
R. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Tha Jeweler
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Song Details
Tha Jeweler is Generic music in tempo Andante. The music is mediocre and the lyrics are decent. The song was written 9/15/2006 by R. Donnelly. The originality is perfect.
Fame: |
30 |
Popularity: |
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Stage Potential: |
10 |
Genre: |
Hip Hop |
Owner: |
Rob & Tha Mob |
First Revealed: |
9/15/2006 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed. |
Dominant Instruments
Rapper
Backup Vocals
Turntable System
Electric Guitar
Special Lyrics
Im like a jeweler, I lace tha track with jemz...
Aint nobody cooler, just go & ask your friendz!
It's Gunsmoke Forever!
Watch Tha Jeweler school ya:
I came back again, to lace tha track with jemz,
wackness iz runnin' rampant, imma smack some menz.
Paparzzi try & stop me, Im gonna crack their lenz.
And hotties get vip-treatment in back of my Benz.
Till the end, Imma run these jewels on you fools,
& NO! I aint gonna pretend Im cool with you fools.
You shoulda stayed in school,
and learned your lesson,
my gift is a blessin',
hold my mic like a Smith & Wesson.
Spit with aggression, always on point & on target,
I annoint jamz like a joint, watch how I spark it.
Im 8 albums deep, yet I've just got started,
And aint no man as sick as Tha Baldhead Retarded.
Tha Baldhead Crazy,
AKA Tha Baldhead Trojan,
fuckin' up your program,
with my AK aimed at your slowjam.
And aint no man,
who wanna hear the rat-a-tat-tat?
Yo, whats that?
Its the sound of wack MCz gettin' laid flat.
I lay em on their back, when i lay down tracks,
you cant compete in tha street or even on wax.
Its a fact my rhymin' is like diamonds & jewelry,
and I keep on shinnin' despite your tom-foolery.
You're cool as me? Thats somethin youll never be,
attackin' you cleverly, from Compton to Beverly.
They inferior, from Long Beach to the Bay Area,
Oak-Town to Sac-town, lay U down when we bury ya.
Go ahead & act hard, Tha Mob aint scared of ya.
Im like Tha Jeweler, lacin tha track with jemz,
Aint no man cooler, just go & ask your friends.
Tha microphone ruler, and I've come back again,
watch how I school ya, lacin tha track with jemz.
Yo! Its Tha jeweler, drop jewels in tha mix,
drop fools wit dis shit, U know who rule dis shit.
No, I aint cool wit dis shit, & I wont pretend,
Im gonna bring your whole wack world to an end.
Then I lace em again, tha next man who test me,
finger me to popo "thats the man who molest me".
Word to Elvis Presley, I follow the tradition,
we was both pimpz, but im the one with a mission.
So listen, and watch as Tha Jeweler glissen,
rockin' rhymes so sharp, they're makin incisions.
Aint no indecision,
Im thinkin three moves ahead,
and I dont even need no beat,
I'll just rock tha grooves in my head.
I make moves in bed,
rock these girls till my bones numb,
It's just like I said,
everytime I touch the microphone they cum!
You want some? I got more than enuff to go round.
Lyricly profound, always ready to throw it down.
Always stay up on whats goin' down,
so you know Im down', anytime for a showdown.
You got no nouns. Word! I gotz all the verbz.
Im stickin MC'z for their gold & all their herbz.
Make you all absurd, lookin' all foolish,
while Im lookin' all rich like Im jewish,
Tha jeweler, I aint the man to fool with.
Im like Tha Jeweler, lacin tha track with jemz,
Aint no man cooler, just go & ask your friends.
Tha microphone ruler, and I've come back again,
watch how I school ya, lacin tha track with jemz.