An early riser, took da sun & ran wit it
a mild minded child in dis wild life hesident 2 live it
residents in my apartment building bond 2 get avicted
cant pay da rent, 2 buisy feedin children
nights sleepless water keeps leakin out da ceiling
a broken heater, im feelin cheated out of living
vivid visions of ritches beyond ur wildest beliefs
childish dreams of elabrate made money makin schemes
and it seems the ghettos caused nuttin but problems
from Brookyland 2 Harlem, can cursed seed grow 2 ballers
wit wallets as heavy as big ass Chevey Impallas
i holla at bitches dat give me no love, so i lowered my limits
but still couldent get da digits 4rm fucken Hillary Clinton
Aint dat a bitch!
that even pussy cost paper
last night i fucked dis girl wit scabs all over an still fuckin ate her
i nerer claimed 2 be a player but damn dis shit is hanous
atleast fish is a flavor wat i tasted musta jus been made up
Its bullshit
Im sick of sharin da projects wit former known convicts
whors and dirty blonde tricks
but 2 b honest i miss trippin wit da hood children, in da parking lots slippin, sippin on de momz liqour
3 fickle lil women skippen hop scotch
taken turns jumpin in an out while da other 6 watch

hot summers on my block
Pine Street
project child till i die
rocken hood beats
haha

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Try to work more on your structure, work on counting syllables so that it doesnt seem as if you are forcing three lines into one. Also, try to drop the whole 'gangsta' moniker, as it was old in '97. With the exception of all that.

You need to leave 3 links or 3 names of people you left feedback to or this will get deleted..

But like your last one you should work on your structure a bit, keep lines around the same length...add some multies in this to make it sound better...flow in this was ok, could have been a bit better i thought...vocab was ok, could be up'd though...but keep at it.