Ghost 1st spit in ma life lemme see what yall think
 

@rTu-d3e2,
R Dub Da Uncanny
baron god
replyed to these cats.....

iight i been spittin in life fo awhile but ma friend said come cheak dis place n drop,,, im rusty as hell but here is a sample pz


they call me MC ghost....

reasons i dunno maybe ma mom never luved me da most/
maybe i was supposed-- to die early eligitamate child/
brought up sent up to the streets wild/
n u wonderin why i dont feel a reason to smile/
this is a introduction to me n my voice/
have you ever stood on a corner n voiced an opnion?/
have you ever tried tellin da police they got the wrong guy?/
i dont think you have the only voice you have is in lyrics/
so forgive me while i spill dis//

average days leave me disalusioned at experiances seen/
hearin da news on da TV is enough to make me an operation/
seperatin deaths from murder is a talent extreme/
soma dees PiMpS are so good at what they do/
take dis average fool da other day/
pissed on a G ask yaself stupidity?/
fool was ripped on barb wire round da throat/
PiMp was left to gloat/
police could only think G was breakin in/
tryin to make off wid da loot widin/
so yall see ma point life is an operation of seperatin/
everyday ya life force evaperatin/
rains of tears leavin us saturated in fear/
loosin those we hold most dear/
takin da rough wid da smooth/
some days wakin feelin in da groove/
only to be eliminated by a force unseen/
PiMpS so keen to take ya breath away/
make ya rep go away wid a blade set on slay/
us nigga's blam the whiggas for our deaths/
when its black on black niggas gettin a smack/
eye balls swollen from crack/
let ya guard slack ya get shot in the back/
i garentee its a fellow brother/
fuck its proberly gunna be ya mother/
all this is a risk that i dont face/
life taken spirit broken never awoken/
experiance life in the eXetreme seen all their is to see/
but i cant be hurt, untouchable just felt/
i cry ma tears for all you brothers daily/
feal the hurt of mothers loosin their babys/
i cant change it, only you can do the deede/
life is rich for all its just gotta be gotten/
one last job? u be rich for a week/
discoverd and chopped at the knees/
by the greed of another PiMp/

Tears fallin years passin/
trespassin on a brothers grave/
let it stop rainin down/
i cant take ma brothers tears/
saturation of rain n tears/
let these years end here/
disaster n greed/
PLEASE let your brothers feed//

u need to work on ur flow but the concept was good and understandable

I like the geniune realism I felt from this piece - rhymes & rhythm need work, but it's all about the delivery and for all I know shit's off the hook live. Still, work on structure and flow, you got heart in this shit, don't let it burn out

peace

iight ty peeps thanks alot

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