RICH N.I:
five, twenty-nine, seventy-eight is the greatest day on earth//
increased the worlds worth, the date of my birth//
the delivery was a breeze, so nice i squeesed through causing no hurt//
no harm to my mom as im placed in her arms//
i see the tears in her eyes as im embraced by her palms//
meanwhile im calm, and quiet, no one knew that i would soon storm like a monsoon and be so violent//
but for the moment im silent, im consumed by the love in her face, skin
so vibrant//
as im moved to the room where the infants are admired, thats when i
explode, and introduce the world to a tyrant//
everyone excited, trying to ease my feelings as my temper gets fired//
that was just a sign of things to come, fast forward as time expires//
age 10, no swings with tires, just fist fights and getting beat with
wires//
belts, and switches... never cried when i got the welts cause i was
taught tears are for bitches//
not poor, but i would only hear of the riches//
a little older, went through years of stiches//
was made fun of, i wasnt what i appeared in distance//
no one was near to get a clear picture of who Rich is//
this was before all the beers and liquor persisted//
now much older and my liver quivers with sheer resistance//
i got so much to say, it just to bad nobody hears or listens//
as a matter of fact, im surprised my body is still intact and havent
given myself a heart attack//
years of abuse has knocked my screws loose and i think i lost my mind
some time back, but who's//
countin, excuse me for runnin off at the mouth and... fuck it...thats it...man im out

MeNTiLL:
November 1985, I came alive, Yea, That was tha birth of MeNTiLL
Doctors said my chances of livin' were deprived, Mom's didn't have tha essentials
But on tha second day of tha month. I popped out, They got suspenseful
My bodily form was stenciled, I became one who'd communicate wit paper and pencils
I had tha credentials, Only, I was half black and white, They said that was an insult
But shit, My parents caught a fever in tha jungle, ANd it's not MeN's fault
But men fall, As many times as I did, Until I took my first step
And after that, I kept fallin' into pain, But thru time it hurt less
I wasn't perfect, God surrounded me by luv, But it was worthless
Did it happen on purpose? I juss wasn't tha same man I showed on tha surface
I toyed wit tha serpent, Had my hammock on tha Knowledge tree in tha garden of eden
Me and Satan started to exchange blows, I was bobbin' and weavin
I was fed up wit leavin', Pretty soon I even started to slip
I couldn't get a grip, Lucifer pured sum henny, I was offered a sip
Broke tha script, Cuz sumwhere hidden it was written I was 2 be an angel
But I must of been thrown of tha balcony of heaven, Wit weights tied to my ankles
Star spangled, But not a banner, That was my head when I was dazed
I was one of tha strays, I walked off path, And followed my ways
I wasn't praised, Satan threw his right hand out to me I wanted to touch it
Nobody was my crutches, If I wanted life I had to do it on my own, So I said fucc it

rich's piece was sic.
nice vocab, nice flow. i think you need to hear this one to really do it justice, but nice effort. my man's got his shit together, deffinantly

Sick Shit Man! Articulate, Well Written and just enough Edge.

this was ill, its a bit gay tho that u put so much efort colabing on a txt piece u should get sumthing recorded u both got skill

man this was ill as fuck man

lines i liked from Rich

five, twenty-nine, seventy-eight is the greatest day on earth//
increased the worlds worth, the date of my birth//
the delivery was a breeze, so nice i squeesed through causing no hurt//

meanwhile im calm, and quiet, no one knew that i would soon storm like a monsoon and be so violent//
but for the moment im silent, im consumed by the love in her face, skin
so vibrant//
as im moved to the room where the infants are admired, thats when i
explode, and introduce the world to a tyrant//

lines i liked of MentIlls

November 1985, I came alive, Yea, That was tha birth of MeNTiLL
Doctors said my chances of livin' were deprived, Mom's didn't have tha essentials

But on tha second day of tha month. I popped out, They got suspenseful
My bodily form was stenciled, I became one who'd communicate wit paper and pencils
I had tha credentials, Only, I was half black and white, They said that was an insult
But shit, My parents caught a fever in tha jungle, ANd it's not MeN's fault

keep us the good work dawgs n if one or both of ya wanna collab wit me it'd be an honour

Holy fuck...

Rich:

Oh Shit! Ok! I read that, and I was like...'whoa' I mean, I was speechless...then I couldn't stop reading.

This blew me away also, like got damn!

Oh shit...that was dope!



Mentill

wow

Daayyymmmnn

Niiiice

What an ending...I mean...wow.


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Thanks to everybody who replied.... i did that verse a while ago and sent it to Mentill.... i had no idea he was gonna post it... anyway... Thanks to all who commented... Peace

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Uppin

Yeah it's tight, but written out of spite...
no excuse to leave tha path...everyone gets tha
mother that they're fit to have...
you'll have more upps in tha MeNTiLL if you give
satan tha gaff...

WOW... this guy ^^^ is wack

Yea RICH....didn't wanna put ya verse to waste...I had it saved and read it...it was too hot to waste...so I keyed up a verse and put this up....Thanks for tha replies to this...They're appreciated....Peace

OMFG!!!!! Genious, LoL, This Piece Was MAD Dope, Ill, Sick, Raw, W/E The Fuck U Wanna Say.....MAd Tight........Props On This ONe!!!!!!




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