Adam 12
 

Life in da S.C is the same; Gangstas, Crime & Da Drug

Game;/ Our fault to use this social negativity is widely

spread in this city/ No pitty for da nitty gritty laying

on concrete ghetto streets/ Have you seen da other

side of da rich and famous>?; You cant blame

them to be where they terretory has a black angus,

when we got dirty cops trying to shut us down for

being free in this ghost town; Adam 12 , horsemen

from hell/ They increase tension to put us in a cell as

they laugh when they take out da strap/ Having

full authority to pull the trigger; Just like dat, two

thumbs snap; They could change da whole story

of any injustice done to us by easily cuffing da cuffs

and give fake bluffs to investigators eating donuts/

Dragnet , or should i say fagnet; Cops and Sherrifs

going at it/ To protect and serve is their word; Shit, turn

it around and its more likely were on da ground gettn served

as they protect their own; Adam 12 cant stop, and

cant mop da mess they left at home/ Fake warrants; used

and abused to shake money loose off of a drug dealers

pants and shoes/ These heroes in blue uniform are showin

nothing but da opposite side when da camera aint rollin. ;

Hustling, gambling, and punishing these men with short

lived dreams; They have no other choice to sell da drugs to

make their big bucks rise to pay rent in this city with

a high unemployment rate/ But da pigs will neva relate;

Instead they hate and make these people pay da price/

These flatfooted cops don't care of a families despair ;

Its their job to catch criminals and uphold tha law for

the safety of all/ They might be some cool cops and some

may be busters giving you a hard time for their own good

one; Its funny to fuck around with people less equal dan

us rich white people/ Fuck around my town is a mistake; Dont

wait for us to come out an play; Warriors ready to strike

back non violent , holding it steady; Five O's get so

paranoid by da movement of da body, each reflex is deadly/

All it takes for adam 12 to call help is one cut or officers shot;

Yeah, its da way of the gun they go by so dum/ This is their

job, but its also mine to keep word dat these pigs don't

pull out tricks; I don't hate da fact that their job has to be

done; Its the fear of them doin da wrong moves to get

their stripes;crashing on small crews dat have no drugs and

booze, fucked up shit by DA C.U's(Crash Units)/ I'm

telling a tale of a chicanos face da has gone pale/ These

crooked cops base their lives on fucking up ours,' Cowards

and men with no honors/ The badge and the gun; The

evil and legacy are da bond; Get whats yours and run

before Da shotgun start shooting at any mexican moving

suspeciously; Shit, i own da S.C like vercetti own Da Vice

in Da pitty of This city; Aint no love in this gutter looking


shitty/

good attempt but i wasnt seeing any real consistent flow, shorten the length of the whole rhyme... the spaces in between lines makes it looks like one bad mother to read... oh and work on your rhyme scheme.... keep rhymin

I read about half... it was sick... I agree wit the topic, the flow was a'ight, vocab was descent,... uppin' this shit for sure dawg...

Blunt MC Respect to ya
 

Thanks for da compliments my friend, i just appreiciate all

da support you are giving me by just one flow. i still gots

a lot to learn and you helping me like you are right now.

.Inspire.
 

I agree with my man Inspire, I didn't see any real flow... You need to work on the way you put it together. Otherwise, i'm uppin'.