Dis is a short piece by me and my nigga PaYce bout bein an mc wit no scrillz tryin to get on wit a deal....
i know that most of the people on dis site can relate 2 dat shit..
peep and critique



.....................PaYce........................ .
Walkin home every day...No dough in my pockets
Gotta think of some way...To get my career started!
Im new and fresh...Just like Allen Iverson's braids
Rappin until i feel stress...I just wanna get paid!!!
Dayum!!! i would kill...to be professionally signed
I Feel like a negro in a horror film...i'll never survive!
im on top of the game...but im workin durin summas
cuz worst rappers get fame...jus look at Young Gunnaz!
Just hand me a microphone...I can make ill cats stutter
But then at home...I dun gots no food in my cupboards!
tried everything, now Im broke...dont even have cable!
and my story seems like a joke...To every record label...


....................Damani-DaGrinch......................
I stay confined in my mind- writin rhymes like every day//
but it dont matter- cuz im watchin my talent sink down da drain//
nobody wants 2 take da time- ta sign Damani//
is it cuz im part white or cuz on only 18//
whateva da situation be-u need 2 reconize skillz//
i need 2 eat- & i see no ceo's payin mah bills//
i need answers quick- im tired of all these hardships//
a can of spam for dinner- in a one bedroom apartment//
i hit da strip glamerous- rockin nice outfits//
flossin fake ice- battlein cats tryin 2 act like im rich//
but when da nights ova i come home ta- da same ol shit//
Rats....ants....roaches- and an empty ass fridge//
yall....say....dats jus wrong- but thats da way dat i live//
why....do u think.... i neva invited u 2 my crib//


A day @ mcdonalds-- PaYce In cold blood-- Liba Dee Wanting eyes-- SkiddZ