im sick of every damn room being about who can say some dumb shit about the next dude they dont even know, i wanna see mc's spit some shit that will make u say hmmmmmmm, thats real right there. spit something with a message.
im sick of every damn room being about who can say some dumb shit about the next dude they dont even know, i wanna see mc's spit some shit that will make u say hmmmmmmm, thats real right there. spit something with a message.
lord cant help me, this the hand that he dealt me
i keep a str8 face, dont wanna look guilty
the world is filthy, the things we do to get wealthy
i got a piece of the pie, but why's my stomach still empty
cant stay healthy, there's too many diseases
this burger and fries are too greasy, i cant eat this
murders, homicides, how can we defeat this
many people praying everday help me jesus
but i wake up the next day and still see this
nobody said it would be easy but geez its
so cold sometimes that my brain just freezes
so hot sometimes im melting, where's the breezes
cant be clueless, cant have loose lips
bcuz if my ship sinks ill be useless
the shit stinks, eventually u get used to it
its like taking a sip from the cup
i had enough of it but it seems that im adicted
everytime im feeling low i get lifted
im feeling gifted, one of the chosen ones
playing russian rullet with a fully loaded gun
its loads of fun when times is good
but when its not your body rotts like old wood
misunderstood by many, hated by most
dead red roses lay next to the burried, here comes the holy ghost
holy smokes, is all this just a hoax
pinched myself, am i dreaming, is this a joke
its what i wrote, take it or leave it
the world is so fucked up i cant believe it
its like, now u see it now you dont
and um, before u did it now you wont
im smoken a blunt and it awakens me
now my thoughts are taken me
no longer breaking me, or shaken me, damn listen to me
i kick it to these mc's and wannabe's
we all been inspired by the killah beez
the words i preach, this aint a speech, its an apiphinay
and now the butcher's shining just like some diamonds from tiffany's
next?
fucking hell? Dude im kinda h!gh now and they shit put me on a paranoid speech of note. That was some deep and sad shit.
ima read it again when im a bit more down to earth. but good luck in the future
peace out homie
Bring it ek se!!!
yeh i'll spit some intellekt
kinda articulate with the play with words and megaphores like a experienced whore on my dick
^^^^ Yo, dude you running around on the screen there? What time is it wherever you are? its 23:54 here.
Bring it ek se!!!
huh
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Last edited by 444trumpets; 02-09-2006 at 03:22 PM.
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.
treazon, i love the battle but im saying, eery once ina while i gotta see people in here just say some real shit, i still write in te battle rooms too, but sometimes dudes got shit on there minds and just let it out
aye trumpets, thanks for the props, u one guy in here that never looses focus, always stays real
i posted this already but what you're talkin about is what this is so i will do it here again
My evil reaction/is out of unsatisfaction/a fraction of dark passion/that atracts me to attack men/ good tries to ahold/but the devil brings me back again/infestin' my mind until i only want to kill/like a thirsty vampire suckin' blood for the thrill/the will and feeding off the souls of others/smothering people with a deadly look in my eyes/the pitch of my heart sounds like a song from the black skies/i now know why my lifes a sorrowful story/it was always for the fun and never for the glory/the devil adores me cause idioms my name/the bitch got me trapped now i'm going insane/feet stuck to floor/ hell is pullin' me under/ it's tarnished my soul/ so it can never recover/i wonder how long till i look up at the moon/ and realize my life is the purpose of doom/soon to endore the pure meaning of evil/i'm barely alive the darkness is makin' me deceitful/night turnes to day/day turnes to night/might is released and it turnes to fright night..
OmO < Idiom
Grew up in Detroit Hard times from the beginnin/
Kickin inside my moms stomach isnt that like sinnin?/
Had ta be a main had no childhood years/
Now umma main but shed them childhood tears/
Life like Ghostface cept there was no "All i got is you/
Pair a socks from the foster home like "Nigga i jus bought em new"
Rats through the kitchen scatter the size of a cat/
Chased came prepared wif a frank thomas baseball bat/
Moms was on crack, Dad got sparked by a shotty/
Lil nigga in the streets alone nose is still snotty/
Gotta do what u gotta do to survive/
Sometimes id curse God an question why um alive/
Best friend got the shotty his boss done em over stealin/
His boss got cut like a pig in lock-up for probably squealin/
14 an um dealin, gunshot above my dick still healin/
Kicks on the front porch, Nikes? Fuck that um feelin/
Free meals in the church basement, Held me down/
Till my brother Antoine's body was found/
Floatin in the Detroit river cause of death unknown/
Now this nigga 16 speakin to family through a jail phone/
three years ago i layed my bro dimitrius in the dirt/
Never felt the same after he rolled off in the hearse/
7 Mile ridin no seatbelt, I done care if I crash/
id blow up if i was from 8 mile an white trash/
Destined for somethin great shit who am i kiddin/
me livin well like the apple in eden, shits forbidden/
I live my life work 9-5 to support my seeds/
people get their WANTS i done get my NEEDS/
I smile cuz um able i kill cuz I KANE, an am ABEL"
Bible fiction written by authors, maybe a fable?
um like Boyz 2 Men I jus made the transaction early/
Now i gotta git ta bed for work cuz its past two Thirty/
P.S R.I.P to Dirty
Walk In My Shoes, Hurt Ya Feet, Then Yall Gone Know Why I Do Dirt In The Street.
"Shorty gimme more a u, ill take on 4 of u, plus 44 of the 48 laws for u"
"The Future is a mystery, the past is history, today is a
gift thats why its called the present"
Um on 7 Mile Ridin fuckin Dirty
Cass Corridor as well punk
www.forgottenmichigan.com
look deep into my eyes, cant disguise that they're diolated
never faded, people are surprised that i finally made it
how did it happen, it seemed like endless nights wasted rappen
tasteless habits, smoken blunts, weed, i gotta have it
my nigga's choppen oxy, sniffen up blue tablets
liven lavish, with one rhyme ill make you banish
had to take advantage of this god given talent for spitten
sometimes outlandish, ill leave you bandaged with your face kicked in
as i felt the clock ticken, i never missed a beat
when the plot thickens, i never get cold feet
this shit is deep, like a whole in the volcano
melt the concrete i walk on, make it hollow
im fallen in, the beast is hungry, he tried to swallow
but the heimlick monover kept me from being manurer
so i can cruise through and drink brews in the bermuda
pina coladas, and chill and live in tree's like iguana's
stay out of harms ways cuz im sick of the trauma
im hiding from dooms day but it might get me tomorow
the hott lava trying to burn me, and turn me into ashes
was this a bad dream, wash my face, felt the water splashen
times passen, damn time keeps elapsing
until i die ill live to be an ill rhyme craftsman
anyone else got some deep shit?
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