a thread for me, myself, & I

[thatKid]

with a flow I travel across the globe
trying to know what makes me go
may God forgive, I killed therefore sinned
beginning a life of new things
at least I know where I'll sleep
attempting to keep up like I'm free
all the things I deserve just a dream now
like wow am I destined to do good like vows
things ain't fair, do I really care?
its easy to compare me to what scares ya?
you can have my whore, too many flaws
I'm fighting for a cause, can't get caught
now I'm dressing differently, is it my setting?
shits mad depressing, I think God is testing
my saneness too see if I can graduate
but never ate bread before today
shit, I think I'm a little crazy, just maybe
visions a little hazy, cursed till I go insane see
and ya'll can't fool me too easy
bitches wanting my semen if I had money readily for shopping sprees
the fags and fakers go crazy over my dime bag
thats crazy man, thinking the grounds the sky its that bad
I move the crippled, prove the impossible
make facts out of opinions and got the ugly kissable

freestyle

[thatKid]

freestyle

yo, I think its great we get to relate
on topics like love, hate, especially race
see I don't care what you say today
we all a little mean under this sun's rays
and I'm still searching, or is God lurking
I think war happens when he's hurting
think about it, all the pain and death
in Jesus' day they drank and ate bread
to be happy, wish today love was that easy
but no, if you a little fat you almost always ugly
if you different a tiny bit you get dirty looks kid
makes me wanna get guns, and go fuck it
but still to this day I try and deter all of that
welcome like a motherfucking welcome mat
and I do smoke weed, I won't lie
but be a good boy, yes I do try
if you come a little harder I don't really care
spend all your money, when its gone see how you fair
plus America's politician old and crusty
plus too me our voting systems rusty
who do you explain Bush junior winning
when I saw Florida's final count I was squinting
hell, I guess even the rich ain't snitching

[thatKid]

"the painting"

I felt different this morning when I woke
tears flowed when I saw the mourning choke
another homicide in the state I live my life
before you can step out you got to think twice
do I want to live or die, cry or be buried
I want to give a smile, trying to do me
but something deep inside of me crazy
most hate me, a few say hi but their visions hazy
at least I think it is, schizo is my diagnosis
I'd be sick, but its too easy to flow about cannabis
I once loved this girl, too me she was the world
wanting to give her a necklace made of pearls
but the funny part was we never connected
its because the first words I neglected
I'm a little to withdrawn for my own good now
I want to die, when I meet Satan I won't bow
or if I meet God I won't open my arms
my entire life's been harmful, so set the alarm
I think every body wants to kill me
my second mom thought it was just fatigue
I bet my birth mom would know
don't even got a picture, shits kept on the low
but if I did see her, I'd probably slit my wrist
just hoping I could become what I resist
pain and the feeling of being lost
cause in my physical form I'd avoid at any cost
but I guess it don't matter once you a corpse
just want to know who's really king of the court

[thatKid]

"grave digger"

tonights the night, kill I just might
I welcome death, it gives me thrills alright
so here I go, on with the story
I take baths as the blood pours free
intestines and a spleen is my soap on a rope
kill the Father, the Pope's ya last hope
sting like a bee, in the ring you'll see
not over yet, use your cindered hair for a fleece
I'm in the stars, bombing like World War Two
don't worry, I jerk it to soft porn too
see, I love to eat out pregnant bitches
call me a hater, my shows got segments for snitches
got the crowd clapping their hands and feet
two thousand eight what? give your land to me
I take over like a holy mans ten commandments
start a battle son, warheads I'm commanding
hell start world war three
an ally dying in my arms lovely like peace
flamethrower in hand, knife in the other
incinerate man, take the child of a mother
I can give a fuck for your faith
Bible and Quran, I burn the last and first page

[thatKid]

"day dreaming"

once upon a time I dreamt
inspired to do good, the goals I kept
throughout my childhood
long behold I'd find the evil under each man's hood
made me question if I'll die in vain
never really put thought in it, I'd try today
so here I am, patrolling solo
the treatment I'd get would only be so so
get love when I'd walk with my cape on
but receive loads of hate with the cape off
making me think how the human mind works
when I'd rescue, their kindness hurts
watch them from afar, a dad's beating the wife
while the kids is laughable the way they treating their life
shits like the Earth's greatest oxymoron
looking closer, it seems the law deceives the con
they might have deserved a little or most of it
but the President would kill most of the residents
but here I am as you yell "Rescue me"
but now I just walk by the rich like "Who me?"
maybe because the public don't care no more
so what I do now is flow hard
why you ask, because everyone's minds splits
all I want to do is make fun for the kids
or am I actually a thief for that candy
just because I save em, don't mean he or she can keep me handy
I got anger in my veins now
hate and love, watch as I slay and pound
see, I try and give props to the gay and proud
don't get too close or I'll portray a psycho
and I'm all for free expression
if you take it to far I'll make a speech and start neglectin'
fuck it, only way to escape is death
the reason why every day maybe my last breath

[thatKid]

key style

trying to fuck with me is foolish
I can give a fuck if I ain't with the cool kids
just take a look at my middle finger
try your fancy lies, nobody can riddle the riddler
that's childish, I'm gonna bum rush your party
come with a marching band, I'll hush your army
see its simple punk, I'm plain better then you
match wits, I'll beat you in letter form too
catch this, launch off like a hit drug
wipe my bloody boots on your welcome rug
its been so long since I first tasted defeat
before each battle I start pacing getting ready
for the forthcoming battle zoned out
claiming to be street just cause I closed ya house
you a preppy asshole that never learns
so watch out when facing Attila the Hun

[thatKid]

"writers block" key-style

at first I was hesitant
to accept myself, it had to be bullshit
why would God cripple his own
I think its kind of simple though
to me at least, I think different
plus life flashes by faster then blinking
nowadays a couple thousand die
soon a handful of millions will drown during the night
while you're sleeping, that's the set date
so better get a present for your date
a condom perhaps, or a few babies
that's why Jesus set a curfew so hate he
oh no, not me, I got your back, not
this is why mankind's got robots
little kids in sweatshops
no tooth fairy or presents from mom and pops
they'd escape if they knew better I bet
these fake good men on TV rob their cents
thats why theirs people like me
but even I'm flawed to a certain degree
so yeah, I'm evil too like Satan
but there's more of me not makin'
making a difference in the world
see some are too afraid to talk about the whore
plus they say money talks
and that same object is evil, so why even talk
I should've known what you say is garbage
I guess thats why I walk off it like you my carpet

yo, I don't see the point God
people say they behave
wouldn't be the first to coin that
people still do witchcraft, even today

yo, we can all use a bath
more like a Baptism to cleanse our bad
there's no cloth to cover our scars
we can't keep true, but we love our cars
spending thousands of dollars on luxury
while thousands plus some starve in another country
I know you could probably give a shit
but even Americans have to live it
the hypocrites that run our country need to re-think
is a few zero's worth the lives of your own resident
I'm trying to figure myself at the same time
see I tell the truth, got one arm, its lame to my mind
but I don't murder cause I'm too unhappy
nor do I drink till I'm drunk and feel crappy
okay, the next day
but staying cleans the best way
not telling you not to smoke weed
cause even it make me cry while choking me
in a happy degree
approaching the end, hope this shit sticks like sap on a tree
and yeah, this may sound weird
but I communicate better through my lyrics and tears
that's why I post here
for full expression without having to fear
cause every step we walk there's someone telling
the bullshit that life provides us every second

[thatKid]

"karma" key-style

talk like I ain't got a clue
walk like I shot a few
like I got mad crew that'll rob you
it ain't easy being me, want a psycho I'm ready, my flow blows the levee
plus I got nine lives like that cat over there
what makes you think you can enter God's lair
I'm a strong believer, but I know not I
I only say this cause I'm so shy
I take your money, give it here
I shake your honey, live in fear
that you ain't a good husband, you fucked your cousin, murdered for nothin
and we all know why you tight rope walk
you got to enter the light grow like stalk
got to make yourself your home
and quit looking at me, bet your ass I'm known
now lets pay attention to what your saying now
thinking about sex cause you laying down
its a pity you into material objects
see now I know you fear this reject, talking to you
its beauty, you used to be the bully gettin high fool
now you the loser still daydreaming about high school
and I know you mad, just got out work
divorced for cash and your kids it hurts
asking me can I stay with you sir
I guess karma's a bitch huh

[thatKid]

"an empty broken glass" key-style

when I wake every day I feel empty
nowadays love and they is my enemy
I once loved, but it seems so long ago
don't ask how I write songs though
it ain't out the heart, more a hobby
fuck Heaven, I snore in the lobby
I welcome Hell's fire now, its nothing
I want to murder the kids stuck snuggling
ain't happy till Cupid's not even mythical
straight from the heart talking, loving's dismal
not talking about you and the bum over here
as you run away I walk to the death drums near
until I hear nobody strolling the avenue
fuck Maxim, FHM, etc they patrolling loves revenue
so, I guess you can say I'm in need
but I've been at it, portraying what most need
a love struck fool, not budging even for food
nor water or air, thought was supplementing me dude
I used to be depressed, striving for the unknown
walk down the street, looking saying I'd fuck that ho
used to be so easy being young too
think you're right even when fleeing from truth

I used to adore the hour glass figure
now just want to touch that ass through triggers
felt like an empty glass, I need that shit
used to be ready for class on time it was ridic

now I feel free from chains
no longer wanting to please the dame
I used to approach her in fear
what do I say, do I start with a "Dear"
nah fuck it, a love letter wasn't physical enough
not saying a word, that's my typical love
any way to the point, I'll get to it
I don't really miss the butterfly feeling
once you conquer love you ain't got to fear
I know, I used to adore, now the paints clear
only time I choke up when smoking drugs
I no longer worry about the spoken words
I sort of like it, I know you would too
and recollect, even now and then I could do
just to keep from thinking "I wish"
like some dope weed, you got to try this
too me its the greatest feeling
like I just won the fucking United States treasury

[thatKid]

key-style

drop the mic, you ain't skilled enough
I hate a joker so I kill out of love
pull up on a bike and stick you
I know this dude, a bic's hotter then duke
terrorize all emcee's who impersonate me
got bullets, I'll let you integrate with these
try and touch my stack, shits Fort Knox
my words and beats intertwine to form sick tracks
I'm like a snake, change my outer shell
I got to share the pain like show and tell
these new emcee's after the dough
so rob your hood, all for the show
your jokes is lame, I aim for ya throat
plus choke ya dame, while slaying a ho
my single make more then your catalog
your homie music played like Lincoln logs
by the intro you gonna wish you dead
got your fat ass as a Maxim cover spread
so why bother and try to reply
I know you going to bite, a scribe
get down on both ya knees and suck
its simple as this, you out of luck
only thing fucked up is your hospital stay
comatose state, so I walk in and spray

[thatKid]

key-style

I'm a baller, make rounds like Globetrotters
you falling, shot a round with a scope and shot ya
now your body's jerking around like a dick
you do or die, so I'll drown the kid
but punk ass got a life jacket, rocking it
put you in a cage with a beast and lock it
and I jet, cause I got things to do
make a track with your man, but ain't singing duke
I know you got a cop out excuse
on the witness stand, I'll punch out ya tooth
no one wants to kill you but I'm up for the task
dildo only thing you got strapped like a medical mask
sick is my verb, not in a bad way though
pimp your family, like Santa all I say is ho ho
see I'm with what you attempt to live
and I got a hot frag that I just got to give

[thatKid]

another crappy key-style... just keeping myself busy

motherfucker holding my dick with time to react
ain't swallowing, spitting out "Please stop dad!"
I keep shit wild like your sex fantasies
kid just eat the truth, I know you rock the panties
and don't come screaming how shits untrue
I don't care, I teach war like Sun Tzu
and I know you'll throw money to retaliate
I throw jabs and hooks, so no we can't relate
if you try and pull funny shit I'll piss on you too
check it, the Disney channel cast this kids crew
microphone check one, two
and fucker, in a arms race I'll just disarm you
now watch your head drop to the ground
and I ain't even shot a round
but I got to keep shit lucid
plus I'm gonna steal your babies crib
leave you with one limb and jet
living in cloud nine, see more blue then a crip set
puncture your chest and sip out ya heart
only thinking please forgive me Lord
I get mad rep, keeping up the killing
if you hate, this just how I'm living

[thatKid]

key-style "violence"

I'm real what, kill this cunt without a gun
wipe my hands clean using ya button up shirt
I'm a hitman gunning for your money stack
fuck ya flat chested whore, honey lack in the back too
if I should die tonight burn my corpse
but I'll stay living, I done learned life's course
plus son I'll admit, I'm not from a ghetto
don't mean I'm not a murderous psycho
I'll gut your mom open and stick you in
all because your rhymes weak and ya flow ain't fluid
I'll sell a single CD and be happy
just want my message to be affecting the clean
mouth's watering, with evil thoughts splitting the brain
you in a crisis, not talking about I rid your fame
now its safe to kill you, poison your food
dressed as a friend, but still very rude
I don't give a flying fuck if you never liked me
I'm gonna stay seated in ya garden like Spike Lee
so why bother? this shits all war
fuck a measly battle, use ya blood to stain the floor
then I stomp, make a mess, and relax
the crowd can see the blood on the wall, I rap it on my tracks
see, I'm the type to lay you down
then as you sleep spray a round
watch the sheets soak up the innards and then you drown
just get the word out I'll kill you sound
flawless murderer out for a fist fight
you just the deer stuck in the light

[thatKid]

key-style "the show"

the kid wakes up every morning ready to kill
not someone but rather himself, he's ill
voices in the dome telling him to do crazy shit
but the kid's too smart not moving, like he's a lazy kid
the audience chatting he's given up on life
while some is saying he could at least fucking try
so as he goes on, he earned the name The Show
for his own good though, gotta stay on the low

its not the fact he slacks in class sitting in the back
but rather he's got a knack for selling the crack
lives a life of crime, the voices like venom over time
now for him the lights obtained the color of lime
talking about the gun play he runs and slangs
all his words, can hardly understand him today
tomorrow he'll get that sex thing going cause of MTV
wasn't always like this, used to want people to remember he

it all started when he fell in love in class
looking at some girl's butt or ass
used to dream of talking to her so much it hurt
then he finally got a chance, in his head he heard
her voice, it was the best thing since sliced bread
sadly he'd complain about headaches, all in his head
after his heart broke, he'd try drugs and shit
smoke everything he can, take the liquor from the cabinet
dream of a life with Big L, Biggy, and 2pac
used to think he can become great if he could rap
so he'd start robbing mom and pop shops for loot
when his mom and pops found out he got the boot
then he became a banger not afraid to shoot
going, ho, ho, ho like Santa down the chute
became a wannabe pimp until somebody dug his grave
only through his last seconds The Show found the origin of his name

just lost interest after the first part

[thatKid]

"sixth sense" key-style

do I strive more, or I do I die more
that is the question I answer by force
nobody's holding a weapon to me
but hold up, I'll tell you in a second b
whether I'll end it all or learn to live
don't want to work, but I want to earn it
on the other hand I'm still too young
and meaningful songs is what I sung
like a peeping Tom I see through a small hole
my deepest secrets, its to all I told
so please mister, don't place more pressure
I got a sword, so just don't test the
kid, that's on the brink like Pluto
looking down the barrel, you thinking who though
its me its me, its like you got x-ray vision
too be happy, that's the best of livin'
or to be high can make you happy too
its all really up to you
anyways, I try and collect rep and prop
make racist remarks, wreck shop
test glocks, I ain't trying to hurt you
but I'm hurtin' for time, like a curfew
so I act a fool, slack in school
attack you too, while I pack and shoot
but you ain't scared of me
why should you be, I got no history
so you thinking to save that R.I.-N-P.
nobody ever loved me
in the hallway the bully's always shoved me
while the cops would be cuffing me
so I just learn to hate everybody
ain't never had a real family
so I had to steal the R.I.P.