![]() |
down to one bullet part 2
yo its now been a few years since u were let out of prision//
as ur walkin home u see a little bit of crimson// right outside ur house ten u have a flashback and tis was tha place were tha lady lied died// but u try to block it out so u thought of somtin else instead// but durin tha case tha feds couldnt find tha gun so tat means its still around// must be hidin somewhere on tha ground// as u go searchin thru tha thick grass u hit somtin hard and feels mettalic in a way// so ur gonna wait till night turns to day// to look for tha object u felt but couldnt move it or budge it// so now u have i from out tha ground u noticed it still had one bullet left in it// so u got framed for a murder which u didnt com-mit// u think back to tha day u fell and u relized u fell cause u were gazing at a comet// not payin attention u fell and a gun was fired// wen u arose u found out u were in tha back of a cop car and a bit to tired// so now u try to find out wat happen and before u kno it, tha lights wen out// part 3 soon |
DAMN GRAPHIC BUT COULD BE MORE COMPLEX AS FAR AS STORY THIS WAS ILLNESS
|
acidic u really just gotta learn to be more creative wit ya rhymes. this could be more like a poem than a proper spit ya kno? its just the vocab was kinda basic and flow sorta diddnt really progress from part 1.
|
^^ i agree.. .. the idea is koo but it needs better wordin.. ..keep at it
¤ReMy¤ |
thanx for tha feed back ima switch it up next time
|
All times are GMT -4. The time now is 04:09 PM. |