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B.O.S. and OSB Present: Welcome To My Life
BOS=blue
OSB=purple "Welcome To My Life" From hustling to jewelry, and using drugs just to cure me To roughed up by security, and seeing judges and juries All of my life was just purely, full of trifling and fury Until fighting secured me, of getting stripes prematurely I went through hand made prisons, in man made systems That the man made strictly to appease the band aid victims Where gangs break kids in, by slashin ya mans face chin to chin And ya damn fate's pinned in, as those in command take limb swings I can't stand the stress in the bars, where death makes it hard To confess when ya charged, of groping breasts of the guards There's nothing left but ya scars, when ya left in the dark But a mess in your heart, when ya madness turns to sparks Regrets in your soul, that more than suggest like a crow You'll be laid to rest in a hole, for stabbing chests of ya P.O. Only after death you'll be known, as an artist like Van Gogh And not just a John Doe, with an empty X on tagged toes What is more sad though? Then the concrete life, where not only does heat rise But it beats, slices, and executes you by your own devices I'll keep striving and living, when peace finds me in heaven Until three time offenders, all get street sign remembrance Chorus: This pen and pads my Elysium... When my breathing done will the struggle end... Keep lending hands at a medium... This is one of the things that troubles men... As I'm listing fears, I sit wondering why I'm not buzzworthy, Begin shifting ears, to the truth away from the nontrustworthy, Switching gears... On a lonely road I'm beginning to follow, Where does it end? When I take the last drink from the bottle, As I'm thinking I swallow a chug... darkness overwhelming me, My minds telling me to give up though I sing to Apollo above, Releasing the hell in me... Its changing a raven's flight, The truth exsists but continues being consumed in the fading light, Through the midst of mumbles and echoes of the shady night, Is moving fists... What troubles me goes to amazing heights, Moonlight showering through the mist... I'm escaping life, Only way possible is sitting down with a page and write, Engaging fights... with myself... and I'm taking the fall, Boundaries placed around my hope and they're breaking the walls, Promises have been made to me...Though most shatter like glass, I try to look on the brightside... Keep that in the past... This pen and pads my Elysium... When my breathing done will the struggle end... Keep lending hands at a medium... This is one of the things that troubles men... |
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Both Came Nice Man Deep Shits BArz You Had Some Good Meaning In here, You Expressed Alot Of Shits Wel lWhich Was Good This Piece Was Nice OSB Had Some Pretty Good Shits To Man Over All This Piece Was Nice I Want To Get In The Remix Of This Dawg, Let Me Know What's Up Man Good Piece Both Came Dope With Nice Meaning
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thats a simple plan song...welcome to my lifeeee
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and i dislike you....
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As Do I.......... :thefinger
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Man HOmie DEEP shyt i liked it feeling da wordplay epecially da Structure was NICE!everythig wa nice az fck!dope azz colab from both of you!but damn BARZ u killed it!n OSB ya hit it up with da DEEP FEELIN rhythm but barz just came str8 like it wa all a true story n everything n i like to picture that feel me NICE HYT from both of you RTF in my SIK AZZ WORDPLAY !OPEN MIC DEUCEZ
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i'll leave feed later
heres a new title...OSB the traitor ^ mad rhymes |
naaaah, you haven't seen my started verse for our open mic... :)
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wow...read it quick cuz tha structure was hot...vocab was excelent too...i liked it...8.5/10 for a good read
now can one of u return tha favor?...Black tha Crack said so |
done.........
Now uppin this shit |
Why is the good work not appreciated, but spul and JTR get all that feed on their bullshit??
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the color was dis pleasing.....
very hot shit, you guys.....BOS, ya multis killed it in the first verse.....The way you put the word together was sick..... OSB, sweet imagery in your verse mayne.....The flow was on point and the content was good....the hook was tight too....not many heads can do a good text hook..... overall iLL drop.....keep it up....hit me for a collab or sumtin return the favor?;..Split Personality.... |
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:shoot: I'll pop you nucca!!! :shoot: :shoot: :shoot: |
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:shoot: i'll pop you first!! hes right! |
*gets out e-glock full of death jizz and fires* :shoot:
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Jizz proof vest... faggot
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^^ Word
Wuddup Spul!! :shoot: Spul and his gang of e-thugs |
^word yo. don't make them e-take you down, nah mean? :shoot:
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damn, yo poppin' out wit the e-disses. :shoot: |
its all love :love:
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never, yo!!!!!!!!!!!!! :shoot:
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Spul is soo cool
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^weerd yo :cool:
but yo, this shit was actually nice. good shit here, yo. :shoot: |
You bet your fat ass it was!! :shoot:
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^I ain't fat homo g :shoot: But peep my and Jacks' "I'm So Wack" and leave feed sucka foo :shoot:
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if you show me your boobs :evilgrin:
I'll peep it foo :shoot: |
^you homo thug :shoot:
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:shoot: homosexual gay fags
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hey, I ain't tryin' to see some e-boobs yo. :shoot:
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E-Tits on ya bitch ass!!!!!!!! |
This is whack electricity yall can’t work it like a circuit
Make it travel through wires and unravel true fires best jerk it Off the shelf this is false not deft toss yourself in a river And drown as a clown |
^lmao.......................
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What he said
Maddrapper leave feed or stay the fuck out |
word *e-gats madrapper in the back wit death jizz* :shoot:
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LOL Spul you funny fucker you :shoot:
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yo you have any alias'? :shoot:
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Maybe.................
I dont know Do you have aim???? |
yes, but it is fucked. you got MSN or yahoo? Much better. :cool: But pm me your alias sucka foo. :shoot:
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goddamnit spul u a and your fuckin aim
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