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This is me (life)
This is me! (life)
Makavelii knew he was about..... to die// B.I.G, knew when he passed on he’d be bigger..... than American pie// Ja, knows the inevitable end is now.....nigh// Every night, I sit in my room and .....frenziedly cry// For every nigger immortal rapper ...... that had to expire// Sittin her at night, thinking why my dope radiant shit is dire// I struggle through dismal life, like an eternal fire, it’s dull// Wakin up in the dreay morning, my face white like-a-skull// My rap earnings this year, went downhill from 1-null, hope now,// I’ve giving you something finer to mull over, if i continue in this,// game, i'm goin' nowhere, but since the age of four, i've dreamed,// of being the next 2pac, but like all careers, i've been stabbed,// in the back, some people say i've got the rap 'nack', but my life,// feels like an 24/7 torture rack, lets just face the fact, that i'm,// just gonna emerge like the rest of them, either die-without-dignity// or cross dress like feminem, it's gonna take a lot more than a,// bullet to get rid-of-me, i'm gonna continue my reprehensible act-of-bigamy// till you all get sick-of-me, make me laugh Infumez, tickle-me// this is me now....in my exterrestial life// this is me now....holding this 10 inch knife// this is me now... always on the rifle// this is me now.... one of the illustrious disciples// I walk wondersly around the street, wondering why everyone had to die// but in heaven we shall all meet, no more guns, drugs and nauseating drive-by's// when the profound bullet pierces my skin, my heart will let out a relieved sigh, yeah?// with a sharp twinge my skin'll tear, but not one cat'll fuckin care, but i guess/// you had to-be-there, spilt inebriated blood, has everyone intrigued-to-stare// some say this game-ain't-fair, but tonight my intuition vision senses murder// in-the-air, but before i take this-thing-further, i need your permission// before i hit these dawgs with my transcendent hail-and-thunder, infumez dawg// messed wit me, so i sent him-down-under, next day the rest of his// petrified crew made-a-runner, could have been an politican, but// rappin-is-funner, my remixes go higher than ignition, realese// more than nuclear fisson, cos if it was up to me, everyone// would be just kissin, but it is'nt cos 'pac and big we're missin'// (hook x3) (starts to fade) fuck you Infumez! |
Dont sleep on Rhytmic people...Very ill drop...other posts here except KnightShade vs Saladin..Big props
I walk wondersly around the street, wondering why everyone had to die// but in heaven we shall all meet, no more guns, drugs and nauseating drive-by's// when the profound bullet pierces my skin, my heart will let out a relieved sigh, yeah?// with a sharp twinge my skin'll tear, but not one cat'll fuckin care, but i guess/// |
well it wasn't really too original but its a decent flow.. try more creativity OoNnEe
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tight
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That was iight
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thanx peeps for the feedback, well appreciated :)
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Tight, tight....keep it goin.
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