My Music

Whattup everyone! Just letting you know, I am an extremely arrogant asshole. So if you get to know me, you will probably hate me... So ill just give you my myspace link to listen to my music.

www.myspace.com/rapperjperry

Maybe ill throw some verses or poems up here... But listen to my music on my myspace and lemme know what you think!

Perseverance Pt 2

Worthless verses are subtracting

You’d think it’s a circus circuit the way cats is acting

The surface their not even scratching

These cats be

Faker than Jay Gatsby

And I hope that they gats be

Out of my way

Cus I got more goals than Pele

I’m in it for the love like Ray J

Hope you feel me like the slugs of an AK

Cus im tryin to blow up like Hiroshima

Hope I don’t choke like emphysema

I haven’t made a track

But I got hatin cats sayin that

I’m not made to rap

Tryin to say id be more potent

If I became a spoken word poet

I’m dope and I ain’t afraid to show it

So many teachers thought I was stupid

For them I got projectile mucus

Don’t give a fuck about an ACT

But with great sixteen’s

I don’t fuck around call me AC Green

Can’t mistake me for a Macy’s fiend

Catch me in some type of banged up jeans

Don’t give a fuck if I make this cream

And fuck a wait, I’m gonna take this dream

-Atlas

Perseverance Pt 1

My life ain’t tough survival

Still I fight not to be suicidal

I read two Bibles

So God’ll save me in twice the time

I got the nicest rhymes

I gotta fight for mines

My sight is blind

On some Ray Charles shit

Hate hits like when A.R.’s spit

Take shots like J.R. Smith

Go to heaven meet Pac

The way he was knocked

Just has me shocked

All the sheep flocked

Hope I don’t flop

Like Vlade Divac

Sometime I fear id prolly be mocked

I wonder does God have me clocked?

As I bite the same apple he wish Eve dropped

I realize to hear him I gotta eavesdrop

Hes screams please stop

Right before I was took home by these cops

This weed’s got

Me higher than tree tops

With the three shots that we’ve got

I truly do my best to please Pops

Make him proud of the son hes got

Hes got so much to deal with

So much pain, wish I could heal it

Use to look at my skin and wish to peal it

Get a new complexion

I’ve grown since then but still got questions

-Atlas

Angel Pt. 2

I’m locked in this prison of inhibitions
In position but I fear its imposition
She bitches about how she wishes
Her boyfriend would just listen
Annoyed in that instant
I drift inta distant visions
Of us in the kitchen
Neck kissin, as swepts drippin, her chest glistens
Missions kept hidden
Livin with less vission
This loves running fast, I gotta chase it
But it’s got me so intoxicated
Might drown the pain, let the vodka chase it
Or embrace it
In case I can change this shit
In this insane mess I just feel brainless
But with her I feel so painless
And shameless it’s a shame it
Can’t last forever, yeah end never
Through any endeavor
So I can do more than remember
The ecstasy of her sittin next to me, more than sex to me
But physically won’t let me be close like I got leprosy
Friends have no empathy
Maybe were not meant to be
Check n see complexity
Not black in white like t's on referees
Bring out the best in me
So best believe
Moments she spent with me
I treasure these so heavenly
That I really feel Jesus’ breath in me
I fear rejection see
But if I don’t let her see
What she meant to me
How will I ever rest in peace?
Here I go, about to let the dice roll
Whatever unfolds lets agree its whats meant to be
Its destiny
-Atlas

Whattup

Whattup! This is my first post, I am Jake or J. Perry.... AKA the future best rapper alive.... Seriously. I shall post music/poetry of myself up later... But for now I'm just introducing myself.

Facts about me:
I'm cool. I'm the shit. I am the best at rapping. Your girl probably secretly wants me. I am cooler than everyone reading this. I am phresh with a "ph" and seriously so cool... And last but not least, I am very humble/mellow... So just be on the lookout for a more sober post with a whole bunch of lyrics or a link to a track!!!

"I rock parties where half the crowd is rappers"

Atlas never spittin weak
These amateur pornstars are scared to get deep
They talk about how they pack heat
Bigger than Shaq's feat
But like Taco Bell, all they do is rap beef
Im steady murkin verses
Rappin over your head like a turbin
You could say im learned
To who its concernin
Ill serve any person
Cus im just mentally fitter
Breakin balls like an MLB pitcher
Yeah Barry Zito with the Steelo
Flow easy like a freethrow
Lyrics destroy teams like T.O.
-Atlas

Typical Detroit Hip Hop Shit Talking

Make classics like Chopin
That could make you hold hands
Or maybe go ham
Battle me, make your seed an orphan
Your sound is so bland
Your crowd has no fans
I never sold drugs, but I'm a dope man
I come spit patterns
The puns split bladders
More dope lines than a young Mick Jagger
Yeah this bastard with swagger
Have you thinkin wrist ta dagger
Atlas this integral rapper
Matched with pitiful actors
Assists this mystical rapture
And when its done become the litteral master
-Atlas