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G. J. Schaefer Lyrics
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Whole world on my shoulders like I got nothing to lose
Bitch, throw your hands up, grab a drink raise your cup
Cause this is what I dreamed about my whole life, this one night
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Okay everybody listen up
I'm about to murder shit, homicide and everybody in this bitch better keep their mouth shut
Or every motherfucker's going down with me too
As a witness to a crime that you didn't even do
Now you get it? I got it
The rules have been audit
Let's try this again, take two
What the fuck is up?
Been killing shit, so don't fuck with us
One thing about me is I don't give up
J.G. on the gas til my time is up
Pedal to the metal, got my foot to the floor
With a joint in my mouth, got you begging for more
Hopped out, hit my door, should be mad so I swore
But I laughed when I paused and looked up at the score
So I'm good when I masturbate
But if you ask my dick he's probably half as great
If you ain't in it to win it, then why are you in it?
Might need a few minutes before I go Dennis the Menace
But my pen can replenish a sentence
Just to spit in your face like a dental hygienist
I'm a teacher in the game and I'm checking attendance
What a disgrace, it looks scarce since they heard of my presence
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip, and I
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip
Bitch I'm the kid, who the fuck is you is?
I got the plan and I handle my biz
There's money out for everybody, you just gotta find it
You just gotta lock in, go get it, grind it
Stack a couple thousand then I flip it and rewind it
Cooked the books straight, IRS can't find it
Ten grand checks on investments, I just signed it
Need a hundred grand before the age of 22
Half way there, they don't wanna think it's true
Need a half a mil before the age of 23
Three years later, you could really come and see
I'm just spitting free game, you can listen if you want to
Or you can feel the pain when you can't do what you want to
And you can go insane with regret, that'll haunt you
Bitch bad she my hype man, wrist on froze that's ice man
White Brazi no spray tan, yeah
They think I'm suicidal, I would die for this shit
Got a couple homies who gon ride with a clip
She don't really know me, tryna slide with the clique
You know that you owe me, why you hiding like a bitch?
Waist swag so hypnotic, neck swag gone bionic
Catch my love platonic
Bitch I am a solider, rocky weed from Boulder
I just wanna get it all with fam on the shoulder
I just wanna stack it to the ceiling, getting colder
Hold up, hold up free throw
Game winner from deep though
Marg's parked at Home Depot
Hold up, hold up free throw
That's game winner from deep though
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip, and I
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip
G. J. Schaefer's song II is a boastful proclamation of the artist's arrival in the rap game. From the opening line, "Step up to this mic, like I got something to prove", the tone is set for an aggressive, assertive performance. Schaefer feels like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders, which could be interpreted in a few ways - perhaps he feels like he is representing his hometown, or his generation, or even the entire rap game itself. Regardless, he is determined to prove himself, and invites the audience to join him, shouting "Bitch, throw your hands up, grab a drink raise your cup".
Schaefer then launches into a rapid-fire verse, full of internal rhymes and clever wordplay. He warns everyone in the room to keep their mouth shut, or they will be implicated in his crimes. He then brags about his skills as a rapper ("pedal to the metal, got my foot to the floor") and his success in making money ("cooked the books straight, IRS can't find it"). He sets ambitious goals for himself, wanting to make half a million dollars by the age of 23, and he is confident he can achieve them. Finally, he repeats the chorus, which is a sort of anthem for anyone who feels like an underdog in the game, who isn't rich or famous yet but still believes they can make it.
Line by Line Meaning
Step up to this mic, like I got something to prove
Approaching the microphone with confidence, as though I have something to demonstrate
Whole world on my shoulders like I got nothing to lose
Feeling the weight of the world's expectations, but not letting it hold me back
Bitch, throw your hands up, grab a drink raise your cup
Encouraging the audience to join in the celebration with enthusiasm and energy
Cause this is what I dreamed about my whole life, this one night
Realizing my lifelong dream of performing and basking in the moment
Okay everybody listen up
Directing everyone's attention to what I'm about to say
Before I go in, tell you what
Preempting what I'm about to say with a brief disclaimer
I'm about to murder shit, homicide and everybody in this bitch better keep their mouth shut
Promising to destroy the competition with lethal force, warning everyone to stay silent
Or every motherfucker's going down with me too
Threatening to take everyone down with me if I'm caught or accused
As a witness to a crime that you didn't even do
Forcing others to bear witness to a crime they had no part in, implicating them as well
What the fuck is up?
Asking what everyone's reaction is to my amazing performance and demeanor
Been killing shit, so don't fuck with us
Dominating the competition, warning others not to challenge me
One thing about me is I don't give up
Promising to never give up or relent, no matter what obstacles come my way
J.G. on the gas til my time is up
Pushing myself to the limit every minute, until my time in the limelight is over
Pedal to the metal, got my foot to the floor
Speeding through life with reckless abandon, never holding back
With a joint in my mouth, got you begging for more
Smoking a joint while performing, tantalizing the audience with my skill and style
Hopped out, hit my door, should be mad so I swore
Making a quick exit, still fuming with anger and swearing under my breath
But I laughed when I paused and looked up at the score
Taking a moment to reflect on my success so far, and feeling proud
So I'm good when I masturbate
Feeling satisfied and confident when alone, without anyone else around
But if you ask my dick he's probably half as great
Acknowledging that others may not share my high opinion of myself
If you ain't in it to win it, then why are you in it?
Questioning the motives of those who don't have the same drive and ambition as I do
Might need a few minutes before I go Dennis the Menace
Warning others that I may cause trouble or mischief, like the character Dennis the Menace
But my pen can replenish a sentence
Asserting my ability to write and create with ease, even when challenged
Just to spit in your face like a dental hygienist
Intending to disrespect and insult my opponents with my words, like a dentist's tools
I'm a teacher in the game and I'm checking attendance
Acting as a mentor and leader in the industry, watching over and guiding others
What a disgrace, it looks scarce since they heard of my presence
Noticing a lack of competition or viable opponents, since I arrived on the scene
Popped up in the game like an itch
Entering the industry suddenly and abrasively, like an irritating itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
Not having a huge fortune, but still feeling successful and content
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
Not being a social media celebrity, but still being able to impress and seduce others
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip
Not having an armory of weapons, but still being able to take out my opponents
Bitch I'm the kid, who the fuck is you is?
Asserting my superiority and status, while questioning others who try to challenge me
I got the plan and I handle my biz
Having a clear strategy and executing it flawlessly, taking care of my business
There's money out for everybody, you just gotta find it
Believing that opportunities for wealth and success are available to all, if they just look for them
You just gotta lock in, go get it, grind it
Urge others to focus and work hard to achieve their goals
Stack a couple thousand then I flip it and rewind it
Accumulating money, then investing it wisely and starting the process again
Cooked the books straight, IRS can't find it
Keeping my financial records in order and fooling the government, avoiding trouble with the IRS
Ten grand checks on investments, I just signed it
Signing large checks for my successful business deals and investments
Need a hundred grand before the age of 22
Setting ambitious financial goals for myself at a young age
Half way there, they don't wanna think it's true
Realizing that others doubt my ability to achieve my goals, but feeling confident in myself
Need a half a mil before the age of 23
Raising the bar for myself, with even more lofty financial goals
Three years later, you could really come and see
Promising to show the world my success, achieved in just a few short years
I'm just spitting free game, you can listen if you want to
Sharing my wisdom and advice for anyone who wants to hear it, without charge
Or you can feel the pain when you can't do what you want to
Warning that those who don't listen will suffer the consequences of their actions
And you can go insane with regret, that'll haunt you
Reminding others that their inaction and regret will haunt them forever
Bitch bad she my hype man, wrist on froze that's ice man
Referring to my attractive female companion as my hype man, displaying my wrist jewelry
White Brazi no spray tan, yeah
Repping my ethnicity and skin tone without relying on fake tanning products
They think I'm suicidal, I would die for this shit
Being willing to give my all and make sacrifices for my career, even if others think it's self-destructive
Got a couple homies who gon ride with a clip
Having loyal friends who will support and defend me, no matter what
She don't really know me, tryna slide with the clique
Attracting women who are interested in my fame and status, rather than my true self
You know that you owe me, why you hiding like a bitch?
Calling out someone who owes me something, but is avoiding me like a coward
Waist swag so hypnotic, neck swag gone bionic
Displaying my exceptional fashion sense and style, with hypnotic movement and futuristic jewelry
Catch my love platonic
Clarifying that my affection for others is purely platonic, rather than romantic
Bitch I am a solider, rocky weed from Boulder
Viewing myself as a tough and resilient warrior, hailing from Boulder, Colorado where marijuana is legal
I just wanna get it all with fam on the shoulder
Dreaming of achieving everything I've ever wanted, while carrying my family on my back for support
I just wanna stack it to the ceiling, getting colder
Aspiring to accumulate wealth to the point of reaching the ceiling, and feeling increasingly detached from emotions
Hold up, hold up free throw
Intentionally stalling for time, like a player preparing to shoot a free throw
Game winner from deep though
Predicting a triumphant victory, even from far away or impossible odds
Marg's parked at Home Depot
Jokingly referring to a margarita, as though it's parked at a hardware store
Popped up in the game like an itch
Repeating the earlier phrase, reinforcing my arrival and success in the industry
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
Repeating the earlier phrase, emphasizing my contentment and success regardless of fortune
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
Repeating the earlier phrase, asserting my ability to attract and seduce women despite not being a social media celebrity
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip
Repeating the earlier phrase, reiterating my skill and confidence in defeating my opponents
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Jared Graf, Scottie Hall
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Duskfall Threesixfive
Well done! I was glued start to finish. I spent a significant part of my life in Florida and this case always fascinated me. It’s strange on how little attention it attracts, even in Florida. I’ve read up a lot on this over the years and have a few more things to add that were not mentioned in the video.
One is that he definitely did not kill Peggy and Wendy, the man who took the girls and brought them into the store after their disappearance was described as looking nothing like Schaefer.
The abductor’s description did however match Gary Shilts, a prolific paedophile who was in the area when the girls disappeared. Shilts was questioned by police but of course denied involvement. However, Shilts kept a coded notebook of his various crimes against little girls that was recovered and later decoded by police. One entry read “Peggy and Wendy, Pompano Beach, 1969. “ Unfortunately because no bodies were recovered and the “only” evidence was the notebook, his description, and his presence when the girls disappeared, Gary Shilts was never charged and the case is officially unsolved.
Schaefer was only questioned because he was the local killer. Schaefer’s “confession” to London was just a shocking story to both pique her interest and portray Schaefer as something “unique” and not just a sadistic pervert. He did give her some actual confessions disguised as grotesque fiction.
Though Schaefer didn’t kill the little girls in Pompano Beach, Schaefer did in fact kill the two young women in the Ocala National Forest. He gave a detailed and credible confession to the crime while in prison. He was also present there at Alexander Springs when the young women vanished. Multiple eyewitnesses corroborate his presence and the last sighting was a man matching his description was seen walking behind the girls. In his confession he said that he used a gun and knife to abduct them.
The case was later re-examined and after some additional investigation it was closed back in 2007 with Schaefer being the perpetrator , the only question is the location of their remains.
The young woman who disappeared shortly after he ticketed her was a Wilton Manors, Broward County resident named Bonnie Taylor, she was 20. Schaefer was fired by the Wilton Manors police department about two months after Bonnie’s disappearance when his habit of stopping young women and then entering their license plate numbers into a database to find out their personal information was revealed to the department. He contacted several of them for dates.
Schaefer is additionally presumed to be responsible/culpable for the unmentioned murders of Deborah Sue Lowe (13 yrs) and Suzanne Gale Poole (15 yrs), along with being a good suspect in other cases. Suzanne’s skeletal remains were found bound to a mangrove tree in a swamp. She had disappeared a day after Schaefer was released from lock up. She went unidentified until this year.
Deborah was abducted while on her relatively short walk from home to school. Her books were discovered in a nearby dumpster shortly after her disappearance. Schaefer worked with Deborah’s father and the two became friends. Schaefer came to know Deborah having visited her home many times for cookouts hosted by her father. Deborah had also been inside Schaefer’s home numerous times for cookouts hosted by Schaefer. Schaefer is thought to have abducted and killed her similarly to his other victims but her body has never been recovered.
Shortly before his own murder the police reopened the murder cases of Belinda Hutchens, Carmen Hallock, and Leigh Hainline. He was murdered just days before a scheduled interview about the 3 women’s fates. Leigh Hainline’s skull was recovered with multiple bullet holes in 1978, nothing of Carmen or Belinda has been recovered other than the trophies Schaefer took from their murders.
It’s a shame that these cases were handled so poorly overall. We’ll probably never know the true total of bright, beautiful, and loving young women who lost their lives just to satiate his sick perversions. Rest In Peace to all of the victims both known and unknown.
Baron Thundercunt
@Dan gazobiton Of course I would, and that's why I know that I have the advantage over the majority of men, including almost all serial killers. Perhaps the only one I know of who is bigger than me is Ed Kemper and he is a massive coward, only ever going after women and coming across as very soft.
I don't think he could overpower me even if he tried, he doesn't come across as a physical person, his size is actually a sort of red-herring and you can tell from how he conducts himself.
There are no serial killers who are 6 foot 7 and have martial arts training, this is my point, and if there are they are so few and far between that I will almost definitely never meet them.
However, I think you dismissed my point about them being cowards far too readily. I don't think you know a lot about serial killers if you think that they don't always go after weaker people.
Most, if not all, of the people you named who killed men, killed men who were over 40-50, who were about the same size (certainly not significantly bigger) and who were weak in some way.
What do I mean by this? Drugs, mental illness, age, weakening factors. That's who serial killers go after.
I'm not just saying "oh they only hunt 5 foot 2 women" I am saying that if you actually look into the lives of these victims, if they are male victims they are usually weakened in some way.
Even serial killers who killed men specifically, it is almost always because they are gay and their victims are gay, and they'll either admit that or they're obviously repressing that fact.
This doesn't make them inherently weak, but if you're intending to have sex, be romantic you are ABSOLUTELY in a weak position. This is why people sometimes use women to bait men into a trap, because the man is letting himself become vulnerable and weak because he is after sex.
Likewise, those gay men are almost always going there with that in mind, then they get dosed (also extremely common among serial killers, specifically to disarm their opponents again because they are too weak to overcome them otherwise) and then they are killed whilst disoriented or unconscious.
There are no serial killers who have ever gone around taking on sober, well adjusted men of their same height in a 1 on 1 fight.
Go find me one, a single one. You can't. The inherent psychology of these people in a cunning, predatory, narcissistic, fantastical (usually sexual) compulsion and its almost always derived from some actual (or perceived) weakness they have and the perceived weaknesses do weaken them as well, because it erodes their minds.
I am 95% confident that if you lined a bunch of serial killers up in front of me and we both had equal means i.e. hands and fists or the same weapons and armour, I would be able to go through them like butter.
They cannot fight nobly in the light, they cannot show their true self, their real might, because they lack true might, they are weak, parasitic, pathetic creatures and that's why they hide in the dark and attack those that are weaker.
I've seen almost all serial killers, and many people who are just killers, i've looked into the psychology of these things, and it extremely rare for criminals and people who do these things to be doing them against those that are more powerful, or stronger than them overall. It's just not how it works, that is counter-productive.
I really think people should stop glorifying serial killers and their ilk, they are weak people. They feign strength, they contrive power, by lording that over those around them who are weaker, only looking to further extend those people's feelings of weakness and powerlessness and to increase their own because they lack in inherently.
People who know they are strong by nature, who are secure and find injustice deplorable, who are not selfish but selfless, not thoughtless but thoughtful, not predators but protectors, these people are always more capable because being driven by principles that are above yourself is always more potent (this is why religion, although i'm not religious, is so powerful. Because its a higher purpose).
You can have a higher purpose than yourself without religion, your family, your friends, your loved ones, even just the concept of justice and innocence and love and helping and fostering prosperity.
These are the things I value and I defend them with my life. A serial killer will run as soon as they are confronted by something that they think is outside of their control, as soon as something challenges their control and power even slightly.
I will never run, because i'm not there for power or control, i'm there for my principles and if you don't understand what I am getting at here I have to say I can only imagine you are the type of person I would also term "weak".
I don't say that to insult you for no reason, but the power and control I have is not my own, I derive it externally from the things I value and wish to protect and I will fight until I die if I feel I need to.
As far as one animal vs. another, that is a lion vs. a hyena and all serial killers are, are cowards and scavengers, not proud animals who will fight, kill, and die for what they believe in but rather just for their own self-satisfaction.
Hedonism can never overcome real passion, only a child would think it could.
Baron Thundercunt
They're very easy to deal with by men who are bigger. I know this type of guy and he will never even glimpse in the direction of a stronger man. These people are parasites and only target those who they see as weaker etc.
Most serial killers are this way. Tell me about a serial killer who's victims were mostly men larger than themselves. One doesn't exist, that's not how they are, they're all weaklings and parasites, wolves and opportunistic predators.
The easy way to deal with guys like this is to punch them repeatedly in the face until they get the message. However, this is not always seen as good by people, but what do I care.
I was the person at school who bullied bullies. People used to sometimes say I was just as bad, but that's just utopian bullshit in my opinion. Quite often what you need to defend yourself against people like this is just a strong man. If a strong man is ever present, 95% of serial killers (probably more) never attempt to kill.
Cowards, bullies, these weak petty tyrants understand that what they are, they understand that they are pathetic losers, they understand that they will get their teeth kicked in.
Those who fall outside of the group of men I am talking about (and likely to a much smaller degree unusually strong women who you do occasionally hear stories about) may like to disagree with me but i'd suggest that's because they've never lived this role.
This role is common to almost all male mammals, protectors, violent protectors, aggressive, savage protectors, but people who do not raise their weapons and their hatred towards those they love and care for, in fact harm to those people are what most drives our passions and anger.
There was a guy like this at school. I didn't consistently bully him for no reason, that's not the type of person I am. However, he used to regularly bully other people, he'd expose himself to girls and harm animals etc. but he would also almost seem to do it intentionally so people saw (I suppose for attention in some warped way).
It's weird because when they're young they often don't seem to really try to hide it, in fact they try to insinuate others into it and don't appear to realise what they are exposing about themselves.
I broke his nose once by smashing his face into a tree. He never did anything like that (in public) again at our school. If my memory serves he had called a cat over that wandered into our local school field before proceeding to kick it repeatedly as it made noises of pain and distress.
I am a great lover of cats, my family has always had them, and I take especially unkindly to the harming of animals in general as I feel they are even above humans often (other than children) in their innocence and role in most conflicts.
It seemed to take a very high level of display of force to make him realise that what he was doing was going to get him seriously hurt to the point that he simply had to stop or at least try to hide his behaviour.
He ended up in prison not long after for sexually assaulting a woman and after stabbing a fellow pupil in the leg in the later years of our school, just outside the school on a nearby road. No idea what he's doing now, hopefully he got killed in prison.
You can deal with these types of people, you just have to be willing to be a type of person that other people may not always accept. Not everyone liked my behaviour either, often people would say that I "was no better" etc. I don't care. I refuse to stand by and watch bad people do bad things. Anyone can say its not my right to take justice into my own hands but I don't suckle at the teets of societal institutions and look to others to solve the problems I see in front of me.
I see myself as a strong authority, my principles guide me, and I will always do what I feel is right decisively and whilst accepting any punishment and criticism I know is likely to come my way. However, now as an adult I am more respected for this behaviour than most.
People are often hypocritical and uneven in their personal principles because they don't really understand what true principles look like. Sturdy, unmoving, certain.
A snake cannot win against a mongoose. It might win against most other animals or even just kill them whilst dying itself seemingly almost out of spite, but it always dies to a mongoose and the mongoose never falls prey to its petty bitterness. Be a mongoose.
Duskfall Threesixfive
These are the known victims of his evil. Rest In Peace to all.
1966
Pamela Nater (20)
Nancy Leichner (21)
1969
Leigh Hainline Bonadies (24)
Carmen Hallock (22)
1972
Belinda Hutchens (22)
Debora Lowe (13)
Bonnie Taylor (20)
Nancy Trotter (18,Survived)
Paula Wells (17,Survived)
Mary Briscolina (14)
Else Farmer (13)
Susan Place (17)
Georgia Jessup (16)
Suzanne Poole (15)
1973
Collette Goodenough (19)
Barbara Wilcox (19)
In addition to those listed above, Schaefer is a strong suspect in several other cases and is presumptively responsible for others unknown to us. Though he was only convicted of 2 and posthumously held culpable for 2 more he is known to be responsible for many others. He was in possession of items belonging to most of these girls from 69 on. Taylor, Lowe and Poole are somewhat circumstantial but the circumstances are way to strong to be coincidental.
Robyn Albrecht
Susan was my aunt and Lucille my grandmother. I was only a toddler when it happened, and have just one picture of me with Sue. This had such a huge impact on our family, of course. Because my grandma’s actions and testimony helped get him caught and convicted, he threatened our family and my dad promised to kill him if he ever got out of jail, before he could do anything to us. It was a pretty big psychological impact - I grew up convinced these people were everywhere and I’d die that way too.
We got a letter from my grandma in 1995 with a newspaper clipping about his death. She said she could die in peace now. She died one year later. She was a remarkable woman and I loved her dearly.
This is one of the most factually accurate videos I’ve seen. Many leave out important facts or get them wrong. Thank you for your accuracy.
reality1701
Your grandma probably saved so many others from harm!
No No
Thank you for posting this, glad that your grandmother finally got some peace knowing that scumbag had died in prison. I live in Martin County and for quite a while i've been trying to locate (if it still exists) Schaefer's mothers house. I've had this curiosity of wanting to know where he lived.
Nyx Spiritsong
I'm just now getting to watch this one. You're grandma was badass!! She very probably saved many more woman. I'm so sorry for your losses. Love, light, and blessings!
The DarkSyed
Was familiar with Schaefer and expected nothing new - BOY was I wrong. SKD, your research and presentation of facts is superb, as always!
CLR
Gerard is beyond help. There is no rehabilitation for these people. Sickening. So many innocent lives lost. My heart breaks for the families
Donnie Kellerman
He was killed in prison.
E f
@TaddiestMason They don't deserve to be rehabilitated
Kyomii
@Nick B I think the point is that serial killers in general are beyond help and rehabilitation, not just Gerard.
Nick B
He is dead so the question of rehabilitation is pointless.