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Survival Of The Fittest
Open Mics Read:
Cali-Fires by Spitacular Just Lyrics by Blaze 1 Swallowed Pride by S.Dot.Kiddz Beat= Tupac's "Whatcha Gonna Do" from "Better Dayz" Verse 1 It started out rough, sprung off the reefer kane// you gotta be strong cuz everybody else is gettin slain// bitches be bitchin and niggas is killin// and the mutha fuckin faggots in the back stay rippin// See, I always walk around the block carryin my cold ace// Kamakazi mutha fuckas stay accomplishin the death race// livin on no mercy and the cries// a cold-hearted mutha fucka is that a big ass surprise?// stay gettin into beef, Lord knows how I'll die// I pray to God my unholy soul will fly// Walkin the streets of Judson niggas thick as blood// blastin sparks gettin shot yo I have no love// tryna take it back, but it doesn't go like that// fuck with me you'll get the rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat// Since me and my father are identicle nugs// prepare to get put under the mutha fuckin grassly rug// since my spawnful cold heart, I've been thinkin// why do I leave these niggas pleain, for their life pleain// Reality, I'm a grim reaper simply// pray to God you see the holy light against me// the Man is blowin up this mutha fucka// I'm not dead so it aint ova// duck and slide when you see my ass walkin through the door// this beef I won't ignore// Survival of the Fittest// Hook It's all up to you, to go get your crew. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Who's gonna die today, when the bullets spray? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// When is it goin down? The war's around the town. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Whatcha gonna do, when it's time to rule? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Verse 2 The question is, who is gonna live// in this onslaught, which I seem to give// my heart is dark, pullin on the aces and triggas// for sure you know you seem to know how else to get the picture// runnin from the police all the time// keep hustlin cuz you know I'll be the one to pop the nine// Conan tryna start up somethin, I'm gettin deranged// my fist are heavier than Ludacris's midget chain// dawg, you tryna run off and get fuckin smoked// people in decibels will always get smoked// my gun makes niggas duck from the velocity of the bullet// remember what I said, I won't hesitate to pull it// on Kamakazi gettin blasted up to death// the clock keeps tickin while you're losin your breath// the pendeulem swings countin out your last days// cuz my life is mapped out on the AK// Survival of the Fittest Hook It's all up to you, to go get your crew. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Who's gonna die today, when the bullets spray? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// When is it goin down? The war's around the town. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Whatcha gonna do, when it's time to rule? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Verse 3 Time is up, make your decision right now// if you ain't ready, the way you'll survive I don't know how// the nexus leads to yall niggas responsible for the shootin// tryna take me out, but I ain't gonna be losin// skitzophrenic niggas need to stay out of this beef// cuz Lloyd Banks definied what you would look like if it's your belief// tried to take my life away, I ain't dead so it's all ova// no time for a nigga bein sober. So whatcha gonna do?// when I start sprayin the 47// make niggas rise to heaven, make that scene look worse than 9-11// Outlaws against Sol-Leks, this is the peek// of this war, no need to return boleek// some moms are gonna mourn tonight// but it's between us, this is the final fight// the strong shall lead and the perish will fall// but my onslaught is the worst of all// Survival of the Fittest Hook It's all up to you, to go get your crew. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Who's gonna die today, when the bullets spray? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// When is it goin down? The war's around the town. SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// Whatcha gonna do, when it's time to rule? SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST// (repeat) |
YO READ THIS DAMN THING!!!!!! IT"S NOT LONG!!!!!!!
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Point, I was shot last week and this is a message to the people who did it and I kno who they are so.... yea
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first verse- alot of m-f this and m-f that
hook- hot to death second verse- a couple of metaphors and some quick jabs third verse- if its the last verse i would try to make it a little harder overall- i can see what u feel and u kept it gully nice lyricall dose |
yeah, it was hot, i liked it
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I liked it but the title is bit off mobb deep, decent verses
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this was cool. awsome beat. i'd be interesting to see how it would go with the music. check this out. instead of doing AA. BB, CC, you should try to get more rhymes outta one word. thad be cool. that way it doesn't look like a pattern, you know?
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hot hook, fuckin hard, good job shit was tight
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Was nice, i was reading this to 'pac's "Whatcha Gonna Do", few simularities. The flow was dope, and it's dope when you know what the beat is.
Try to get more rhymes outta the words [i know it's been said already], i usually try to get 3 or 4, then move on, but sometimes using 2 is cool. Also the vocab was, well NOT simplistic, but could have been more complex, but "Whatcha Gonna Do", didn't splash out on the vocab so..you know. Hook was dope, corresponded nicely to the original, gave out a nice message as well. Gonna give this a 3/5 overall, was nice but could have sued some improvements..keep it up dawg. |
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