Diesel Jenkins

Diesel Jenkins

 Columbia, South Carolina, USA
BandHip Hop

Southern rap mixed

Biography

Well first of all. let me just say that the name is Diesel Jenkins. Many of you out there may know me as something different but that's not the case here. So I'm a 90's baby still young but just working at my music. As a child moved through damn near every house in the 29063. Then I went off and did my thing learned a few lessons in a years lifespan that most don't see happen in a few years, but that's a whole another story. Next went out midwest for a little bit, had to find who I really was cause you can't know where you are until you know where you've been or in my case where I hadn't had been. Finally came back home to the south to do exactly what I planned to and that's show the world where Diesel Jenkins belonged the whole time...right here in the music. Enjoy the victory aroma in my arena cause I am Julius Caesar.

Lyrics

Southern Boy Life

Written By: D. Jenkins, D. Sims


(Chorus: Diesel Jenkins and Doc Sims)

Grind all day Party all night
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
This more than a song this that southern boy life
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
Eyes low all day so I gotta stay
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
I can't say if you don't know what that's like
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long

(Chorus ends)
(Verse 1 Begins: Diesel Jenkins)

Grindin Keep it all in Hoodie Linin'
Money fly in but no dining
Keep it all then go and flip your finance
You could let her spend it all call that golddigger science
Or you can go and live it up
Take a night out with some strippers who gone spend it up
But damn I can't get enough
Cause i'm sick of living rough
Money ain't the whole motivation its just motivating
Collect like collections right before the convocations
Relax like a paid vacation in company cars
Only my company ride big bass hit hard
Bumpin' that Diesel Jenikins yes self centered I are
Leave it to Carolina to go and take it this far for the money

(Verse 1 Ends)
(Chorus: Diesel Jenkins and Doc Sims)

Grind all day Party all night
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
This more than a song this that southern boy life
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
Eyes low all day so I gotta stay
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
I can't say if you don't know what that's like
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long

(Chorus Ends)
(Verse 2 Begins: Doc Sims)

I'm gettin' money all night long
From the dusk nigga to the early morn
My mama say son gone leave ya money alone
I say I can't cause i'm gettin' money all night long
A real nigga told me gone get ya money lil' homie
& real niggas know you got to do this shit on your own
So keep your glock clear head and don't get caugh with them rocks
& if you was born to win you need to be stackin' them knots
& through the rain and the pain posted up on the block
Infatuated with the money cause you just can't stop
Ain't studying no hater all the shit that they pop
Just stayed real stayed trill with all this money you got ya cuz

(Verse 2 Ends)
(Chorus: Diesel Jenkins and Doc Sims)

Grind all day Party all night
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
This more than a song this that southern boy life
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
Eyes low all day so I gotta stay
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
I can't say if you don't know what that's like
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long

(Chorus Ends)
(Verse 3 Begins: Diesel Jenkins)

So I want my pay rate, Kings great
These kids actin' like ingrates so listen to your sensai
No love in the city for E.T. lookin' sadittys
But i know a guy that for some dollars she'll be like hit me
Crazy world no 80's world 90's baby money curled
& whenever I walk in
Conversatin' dollars speakin'
Then I won't begin to contend
Cause I could give no flintstone or barney rubble
If your money plastic lemme pop that bubble
Sorry if this your hustle
But this flow is not your puzzle
Leave it to the pros spend some money on some shoes
Cause my money goin' into these rap investments and if you don't like that then check this how i do

(Verse 3 Ends)
(Chorus: Diesel Jenkins and Doc Sims)

Grind all day Party all night
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
This more than a song this that southern boy life
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
Eyes low all day so I gotta stay
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long
I can't say if you don't know what that's like
I'm gettin' money I'm gettin' money all night long

(Chorus Reprise Fading Diesel Jenkins talking)
This has been a Diesel Jenkins experience featuring myself and Doc Sims, gotta stay gettin' money, cause if we ain't, don't matter cause being broke never funny
Carolina Nothin Finer

Carolina Warlord

Written By: D. Jenkins, D. Sims

(Diesel Jenkins starts talking:)
Welcome ladies and gentlemen this is Diesel Jenkins, I brought Doc Sims with me, and we just came to show you how we do this in our city, how we through it down, and how we gone rep' 803 til we gone in the ground, Doc Sims go ahead and let em' know dog.

(Diesel Jenkins and Doc Sims behind talking)
carolina nothin' finer
caroilna nothin' finer
carolina nothin' finer
carolina nothin' finer

(Verse 1 Doc Sims:)
Let me take you to a place the land where i'm from
Ain't no need to run cause everybody gotta fuckin' gun
so when i'm riding through the block homie I keep mines
I ain't throwing no signs when I shoot you gone know mines
I'm chillen' in the cut rollin' phillies up gettin' twisted up
there's a war comin and i don't give a fuck
I got an army on my back I don't run with cliques
Ganghis khan rockin' a fitted with the extended clip
The carolinas full of nothin but the militants
There's a warlord in your mist behind the black tint
Southern boy heavy accent behind the Lac' tint
Lies a Gorilla, Straight Killa
Since a youngin' I was bred to be a warlord
Machete on my back I'm taking limbs, oh lord
This real shit this weapon here is not a toy boy
I'll make cities disappear like sig & freud boy
Believe my creed its no folklore
I settle scores with war then feed your punk ass to the poor
Where I'm from there's no Leonidus or no Xerxes
Just the Ak-47 and the pump
My gorillas get real dumb when they hunt
They smell the blood and smile and the chase is real fun
A warlord without his army ain't shit
Ain't no bitch in my blood i'll burn your village real quick

(Verse 2 Diesel Jenkins:)
So the first question I ask is nigga can I bust
Then Doc Sims turn to me and say Diesel yea you must
Not really driven for fame but i see red carpet cameras
Pretty thing walkin' with me and she ask can I lust
I say slow down no rush
Just toke on the long dutch
These plants got us smoking so much
Cause it be carolina south what else is you talkin' bout
Where we get em' in & out asap no droughts
Please excuse my french but fuck you i'm tryna vent
& if you wanna get me i'll give you commandment
That Diesel Jenkins kill rappers still standing
Mr. Loose Cannon Doper than Nick Cannon
& my flow retro Nintendo flip the style like Playstation
Sega Genesis the beat until it's Xbox quaking
Dreamcast I keeps on blast yea that's the herb
Fuck the Wii and all the Sonic remakes that's my word
Just saying though Don't really care though
Tryna get Lorenzo's
& throw em' on the Volvo
Just to be an asshole
She follow when I step off
& she now stalking me & I ain't even break her off
But I paid the cost to turn em' into zombies
You twilight faggots I got Lycans like an army
& a Kate Beckingsale to keep my body warming
You won't feel bad now girl but wait until the morning
But hold on I can't leave before I ask where the pesos
Don't need another word unless it is dinero, mucho, guapo, lots of
& it got me smoking on a porch
That Nike endorsed while wearing LRG for lounging
Hearing money comin' out the speakers cause its pounding
Mane all this is is Carolina astounding

Discography

The Promos EP
The Promos II EP

Singles:
Southern Boy Life
Carolina Warlord
To The End
Phantom Color Casket