The Way I Was Raised
 

Yo Yo Sometimes my words are Hateful
Sometimes my slurrs are Racial
Im ignorant at times and the way that i act is Distasteful
And my folks dont want me around,
they say the way that I talk is Disgraceful
There's no denying that my attitude is on a declining Slope
Cause Im always on edge, like a junky trying to cope wit out Dope
my flows are contreversial, I'll diss the death of the Pope
I got your kneck in a Rope
My lines, transformed are crimes, I spit sick shit thats Bizerk
I'll kidnapp your kid to get attention, so sound off Ambers Alert
My skillz are kept on the hush, like Sex Scandles At Work
And I'll Ramble and Blurt-a riddle
That'll Dismantel your Turf
Look Im the Sinnister Minister, while your like a petifile Pastor
So im quick to leave you Plastered
My flow is Digitally Mastered
Some will try it and OD,
And be talked about less then the death of Ol' Dirty Bastard
So Give me some water cause Im taking my Last Upper
I break rules like Christ Broke bread at the Last Supper
Sometimes I gasp for breath, its like im being Choked
My lifes like a lynching,
I feel like I've been hung by a Rope
And thats the truth,
Like Mary Kate who was actually strung out on Coke
.........(speed up)............
Im a new school Assasin
Rappin Harassments
Crashin in Fashions
That leave kids Clashen in Masses
My words burn your Captains to Ashes
It spreads through the youth of communities like Rashes
In my life, Every second counts!
Like runners in Hundred Yard Dashes
Chicks get stuck on me, like band aids to Gashes
And I bet That me wit out rhymes is like....
Classes wit out Texts
A Matress wit out Sex
B-Ball Baskets wit out Nets
Or Caskets wit out Death
So think before acting,
Cause cats round my way get jumped, just for Re-niggen in Spades
See Im stressed, and my Pops said Rj.......
You should Reconsider your Ways
Cause I havent slept in Days
But Im stuck in this Haze
Some may call it a Faze
And shrinks tend to think that its the way i was Raised!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not bad shitty structure makes it kinda hard to read. A few dope lines. Nothing all that mind blowing though you need more complexity too ya punches. I liked this bit though...

"And I bet That me wit out rhymes is like....
Classes wit out Texts
A Matress wit out Sex
B-Ball Baskets wit out Nets
Or Caskets wit out Death "