gettin away
 

I'm hip to the hop, being chased by the cops,
their yellin for me to freeze, but they didn't say please,
turnin around i give them the finger, they hawl out their guns and start pullin the trigger,
i don't even know what the fuck i did, i'm just a 17 year old kid,
trying to have fun with my homemade shotgun,
it's not like i shot anybody, i just pointed it at the cash clerk and asked for the money,
i ran out of the store like a bat out of hell, but i tripped and fell, and my left ankle started to swell,
i heard sirens comming, so i got up and started running,
i was scared for my life, i was scared to death, running while gaspin for my breath,
i thought this was just splendid, i was gonna get apprehended,
there was a point i thought i couldnt get away, as i ran i begin to pray,
but then i hawled out my 9, and busted a cap to the cops behind,
"Fuck you ya bitches, i'm gettin away, you'll never get me, i run so fast, i could head into the past"


what do ya's think? i need a little help on my chorus, if you have and suggestions, i'm open to them, peace

anybody?

wake up ya fuckers

thats some tight shit dude! i dont usually like the gangster stuff but this stuff had a nice flow for me and i like the angle you came from...sorry your getting slept on, this deserves some good reviews.

aight man, thanks

like i always say... thug styles are old... but i liked this
trying to have fun with my homemade shotgun,
"it's not like i shot anybody, i just pointed it at the cash clerk and asked for the money"
i've never seen your toehr posts but try and spit on a topic besides crime and guns etc etc... you'll be surprised how deep you actually go... keep rhymin

keep em comin