Your Favorite Black Guy Album Sampler via BandCamp

by Jon-Oh?!

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7 sound sampler to give you a feel for the YFBG Album

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released September 17, 2015

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Jon-Oh?! Charleston, South Carolina

Who is “Jon Oh!”? That’s the question plaguing the underground circuits right now. If you’ve done a little research then you know he’s a very zealous hip hop newbie with a skill set that ranges from backpacking to storytelling; all woven into a melodic yet sporadic type flow, and his eccentricity has
been penetrating the game, “No Condom” style.
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Track Name: Bbq Grill(TrapMix)
verse 1:
well i walked into work with my ski-mask on
told my boss fvkk you then i got my blast on
took out my co-workers 2 by 2
as i watch the brains drip like snot on they shoes
then i ran through the back door fast and quick
the dishwasher chilling bout to take a hit
he looked at me
i looked at him
he gave me a handshake then ask for a ten
i said maybe later boy im on the go
he said you ain't gotta tell me cuz i heard it thru the door
i left out the part where i cleaned out the safe
bout to go and spend all the money that i make
bout to shake and bake
you won't believe this trab
a honky tonk sporting a conferate flag
i said whats up fag
he said fvkk you nigger
from my waist to his face then i pulled the trigger

Chorus:
American Psycho (Repeat 8X)

Verse 2:
well i wake up in the morning with the bloodlust
can't wait till nightfall for the brainbust
ice pick cock back hard thrust
watch the brains ooze like red puss
and idgaf about color race gender
you can be rachel dolezal or caitlyn jenner
it wont stop me from putting fingers in the blender
head in the freezer, body in incinerator
my refrigerator
full of rump roast
pour a blood mary made of blood from mary, toast
we live like kings, as above so below
alister crowley, degree 34
type flow
Track Name: No Limit 96 (Vice Sity pt1)
chorus:
dope game, im bout it
coke game, yep, im bout it bouit
pimp game, i'm bout it
good game, yep, i'm bout it, bout it x2

verse 1:
trunk full of cocaina
street sweeper riding with tameka
17 south trying to get back to them geekers
jon oh banging thru the speakers
super power potent reefer
i got 20 lbs of keisha sweet jesus have you seen her
50 bands on the visa
100 grams on the beam
arm & hammer on the counter and it come in by the liter
james island stay wildin
highsiding while the money piling
whites say that charleston friendly, negus say that chas. violent
they on a stroll, bout to roll, betta stay in pocket
going hard like Alabama baby, tide riding
(Bridge)
yeah baby,people crazy in the city that I'm from
everybody acting like the only n*gga wit a gun
see ya try to give em peace but baby they don't want none
preacher keep on talking Jesus but they don't believe in Him x2

chorus

verse 2
i was choosen, mouthpiece frozen, my 1st words was yo b*tch
my mama slap, daddy dap me, so I grabbed on my d*ck
swagger waddle to my stroller, throw my bottle to my mouth
some years pass, still showing ass, its going down in the south!
side of charleston, james island, make a name for yourself
rub elbows, slang elbows, game not told but its dealt
so i'm stuck on stupid when i'm moving you can hear paper drop
that's an entendre on entendre boy i cold as O-block
in january hella scary cause they just seen the op
right now thats charleston cause they starving and this b*tch hella hot
and everyday one get drop
that sh*t sound sad but it's true
and I don't laugh or make no fun cause it'll be sad when its you
get on or get on thru
this sh*t too real for TV
National Geographic Violence, Heavy Drug activity
I can take what they give to me
cause the game is my pappy
i been down, i stay down, i deep rooted, i nappy, RIP

chorus till song ends
Track Name: Like Groceries (Jhene Aiko)
(chorus 2x)
babygirl tell me if you want me
babygirl cause i want you
please let me know what you wanna do
babygirl i need to know

(verse)
let a ninja eat the booty like groceries
girl you know I'm just trippin cause that ain't me
like to laugh like to trip girl you know thats me
smell the the dank smell the piff then you know thats me
and the drugs got me can't get an erection
still gonna show you utmost affection
late night spooning
fondling crooning
sweet nothings till you get the message
(recite 2x)

poured up a muddy cup and she wanted one two
rolled up a blunt and she rolled one two
looked me dead in my eyes asked me what you wanna do
i said lets watch a movie she said ok cool
(recite 2x)
Track Name: American Pysko
verse 1:
well i walked into work with my ski-mask on
told my boss fvkk you then i got my blast on
took out my co-workers 2 by 2
as i watch the brains drip like snot on they shoes
then i ran through the back door fast and quick
the dishwasher chilling bout to take a hit
he looked at me
i looked at him
he gave me a handshake then ask for a ten
i said maybe later boy im on the go
he said you ain't gotta tell me cuz i heard it thru the door
i left out the part where i cleaned out the safe
bout to go and spend all the money that i make
bout to shake and bake
you won't believe this trab
a honky tonk sporting a conferate flag
i said whats up fag
he said fvkk you nigger
from my waist to his face then i pulled the trigger

Chorus:
American Psycho (Repeat 8X)

Verse 2:
well i wake up in the morning with the bloodlust
can't wait till nightfall for the brainbust
ice pick cock back hard thrust
watch the brains ooze like red puss
and idgaf about color race gender
you can be rachel dolezal or caitlyn jenner
it wont stop me from putting fingers in the blender
head in the freezer, body in incinerator
my refrigerator
full of rump roast
pour a blood mary made of blood from mary, toast
we live like kings, as above so below
alister crowley, degree 34
type flow
Track Name: Impurities(Vice Sity pt 2)
Verse 1:
i don't want the drugs to do it for me no more x 3
cause I want to feel good all by myself, now all my people sing
i don't want the alcohol to do it no more x3
cause I want to feel good all by myself, now all my people sing

Chorus:
let me, let me, let me, rock, your boat x 2

Verse 2:
i don't want the pills to do it for me no more x 3
cause I want to feel good all by myself, now all my people sing
i don't want the money do it for me no more x 3
cause I want to feel good all by myself, now all my people sing

Chorus

Verse 3:
i don't want the fame to do it for me no more x3
cause I want to feel good all by myself, now all my people sing
all i want is love to do it for me now-a-days x3
cause it make me feel good all by myself, now all my people sing

Chorus until song ends
Track Name: March 2 Zion
chorus:
we're marching to zion (x2)

verse:
then chris beat rihanna
i woke up out my slumber
they just burned another church
when it happen in yo backyard it really jurts
remember wanza card game talkinf facing blunts
wish i saw him twice before he died instead of once
he was just trying to get his shyt write
the media tryin to make blacks kill whites
but that ain't in my demeanor thats the evil they trying to channel
throw the tv out the window vkk changing the channel
cause it's just the same all over
lover being high suicidal when i sober
attempt after attempt but God don't wan t me yet
he say he got a purpose for me
roll a blunt drake voice we gone see
the bible what we ned to read
king james version
its in black and white they painted him a white person
i aint even no religious n*gga
sh*t i cant even stop using the word n*gga
but it ain't hard to be righteous
and when they take the flag down i still wont be excited
I stilll wan my fort acres and a mule dog
i go so hard
watch my mama break her back for so long
she can tell you bout the bible every damn psalm
and still got this white man right man complex
FVKK man i gettin out of context
Track Name: BBQ Grill
chorus
backyard boogie pass the smokes
need much room back up loc
hit it two times then pass it back
now i feeling right watching paper stack

verse 1
I remember being young
looking out the window
wishing i could be an older nigga on the indo
sag my pants and drink an Old E
fugg good grades wanna be an OG
my mama told me u just like ya papi
first day outta county damn that made me happy
jump back in it head first like whats happening
pepper boy in the grinder baby get shid crakin
all I know is drugs and more drugs
thugs and mo thugs
wit guns and mo guns
send out that mass text like shid who want some
by the time they text back i bet my day done
go get my hair cut or done then fugg sum'n
go back to the bush with my nigs and go dumb
till i can't stand my brain stuck on numb
pass out wake up do it all again

chorus x2

verse 2
i remember watching Tinman drink till he hurl
Trev in the cut and he fuggin with the girl
tuke rolled up a skimp told him he can keep it
rolled up my own let me tell y'all bout my secret
society no sobriety
but the truth is my real niggas lied to me
i thought it was all about showing love and staying down
fugg that money make the world go round
wu-tang told ya
wyclef told ya
jon oh told ya
wake up and smell the coca
cocaina what's a misdemeanor to a fellon
as long as we make bail we keep on bailing
to the backyard boogie pass the smokes
need much room back up loc
hit it two times then pass it back
now i feeling right watching paper stack

choursx2

verse 3
you ain't shid if you ain't never thrown a backyard boogie
with the snacks on the grill and yo blunt got cookie
wit the yak on chill you just looking for some pvssy
cause the money already made ni66az chillin word to Pimp C
who got the cups ice
drinking it straight
cause giving it a chase
man that's the shid i dont like
if i die tonight
pfft, that's alright
waited my life just to live this life
gangstas don't dance, we boogie 1,2 step to the right
then i spilled my yak all over my self
get another one like it's running from a fountain
i'm so high i see stone mountain