Luscious -
"Anika that's not what the fuck I asked you to do, I'm trying to build a company here, not some damn 106 and park episode," I said as I threw the papers back at her.
"Luscious this is a sweet deal you can't pass this up," She asked she bent down to pick up her papers. "Look, Empire is not about fucking sweet deals, I need something I can invest my hard earned money in, but I can't do that if you giving me this bullshit," I said as I fixed my tie.
"Dad come on Mom worked really hard on this deal, give her some credit," Jamal said. I turned my nose up and laughed at him. "Jamal shut up and shove a dick up yo ass, I'll talk to my wife any way I damn well please, now you supposed to be working in the studio with Hakeem on the new song get yo lazy ass up and get to work," I said as I moved his feet off my coffee table.
"Mom you coming?" He asked. "Fuck you need her for, you got all the engineers you need, the lyrics, the music and your brother get yo ass out of here," I said as I plopped down on the couch. I poured myself a glass of wine and watched as Jamal excited out of the room.
Out of all the pretty women in the world this motherfucker chose to be gay. He was a fucking disgrace to this damn family. I was working hard to build up this Lyon legacy and his faggot ass was trying hard to break it down. Yes I'll admit he was talented. But that didn't mean shit if you was a black man, a gay black man on top of that. My son will never be anybody's bitch.
Now Hakeem, he had potential. Maybe if he got his lazy ass up and stayed in the studio then maybe he would be as good as Pac and Ice cube. Instead all he wanted to do was blow my money and party. My fucking kids didn't appreciate shit I did for them. And now my dumb ass wife couldn't even get a deal with Pandora, and Apple for our streaming music.
"Anika I need you to get back in the office, schedule some meetings and make that deal. I don't want Tidal it's too main stream and I seriously don't want to give Jay Z old monkey ass seventy five percent of my company. This is my company that I worked hard for! Get it right!" I yelled.
"Okay Luscious," she said as she wiped her eyes and walked out. I pressed the buzzer on the table. "Becky send Vernon up here!" I yelled. "Okay Luscious he's on his way up," she said.
"You wanted me bro," Vernon asked as he sat down. "You seen Bunky?" I asked as I poured myself another glass of wine. "Nah," he said as he folded his arms. I could tell this nigga was lying. He was always lying.
"Well when you see Bunky tell him to call me, it's important," I said as I sipped my wine. "Okay," he replied. I kept notice of how he couldn't keep contact with me. I knew something was up. Since we was snotty nose kids running the streets back in the day I always had a bad vibe about Vernon. I always felt like he was a snitch.
"Vernon I need you to com to the studio with me. I got a song I been working on that I need you to hear," I said as I got up.
"Alright cool," he said as he unbuttoned his suit jacket. I smirked, grabbed my phone and led him out to the studio. Hakeem and Jamal had just finished their song No apologies. I walked into the booth, and stared directly into Vernon's eyes.
"Luscious you ready?" Timberland asked as I put my head phones on. "Yeah I'm ready play that," I said. I pulled out my iPhone and clicked on the notepad. I went to the lyrics I had written for the song that I just wrote. I was gone call it snitch bitch. As the beat started to play, I smirked and winked and Vernon.
Streets are watching, eyes are on me
Closest to me done switched up on me
Days are longin', nights are lonely
It's betta than knowin' cause
Now I have know it bet'
Whooo, sittin' back, reminiscin'
Of how I used to get down and dirty with ya
I pull up on a hot block and come and get ya
With a pistol cocked to handle all issues
But never would I thought in a million wishes
After all we stood for you would start snitchin'
I disregarded lessons that were shared with me
Cuz I was taught I'm not supposed to trust any
It's hard to see the frame when you're in the picture
But now the picture's faded, bitch - I'm done witcha
So gon' head, handle yo business
And here I am cause I come into business
Streets are watching, eyes are on me
Closest to me done switched up on me
Days are longin', nights are lonely
It's betta than knowin' cause
Now I have know it bet'
You ain't nothin' but a snitch, bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
Snitch Bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
And you know it
You know it
I know it
And you know I know it
Blood is thicker than water, the people say
I say people say whatever you pay 'em to say
And some will say whatever just to have something to say
You done said it wi'cha please get the hell on yo way
I'll never trust another single one of yo'
coz trust is just something you just don't get involved
Back stabbing bitch's get you knocked off
Classified information being passed off
They doin' deals, they at the round table
Pen and a pad, they making wild statements
Forget your allegations and yo investigations
I knew this day was coming, I've be patiently waitin'
Streets are watching, eyes on me
Closest to me done switched up on me
Days are longin', nights are lonely
It's betta than knowin' cause
Now I have know it bet'
You ain't nothin' but a snitch, bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
Snitch Bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
And you know it
You know it
I know it
And you know I know it
Temperatures in the 100's, hot as hell at this moment
Everything looks suspicious, coming around these corners
A Man want it, you can play around if you wanna
Ain't no safety, ain't no holster, and my hands is on it
now I ain't goin' as easy as you think Im'a go
Now Im'a lay low fo' a minute, then I'm coming for those
that decided to cross a road and roll with the wrong folks
like playing the grand piano but tapping the wrong notes
Clyde told me "Keep your eyes open for them jealous hittas"
Clyde told me " keep your head low coz they taking pictures"
My Partner Clyde told me "when they try to convince you they chillin wi'ch you pay very close attention
My Hitta, My Hitta, My Hitta
Snitch Bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
Snitch Bitch
Snitchin' ass bitch
And you know it
You know it
I know it
And you know I know it.
You ain't nothing but a snitch bitch
Snitch Bitch
When they try to convince you they chillin wi'cha pay very close attention
My Hitta, My Hitta, My Hitta
I dropped the mic and walked out of the studio leaving Vernon standing there looking speechless. I knew he had shit in his pants. I swear to God if I find out that he out running his mouth, I'll kill him.
