at night like when i'm tired i can write some lyrical stuff compared too what i normally write here check it

this is my reg. writing

tell me lord why does life gotta be so hard
some things leave you emotionally scard
so you think will it ever get any better
sitten in prison writing ya wife a love letter
just like the old days when you used to kick it
Then u flipped out the night you got the ticket
thats why you sitten behind bars facin 10 to life
Staring at the cealing wondering will i ever see my wife
The clothes is bad showers bad man even the food is bad
He gotta kid on the way havin to live withouta dad
Lifting weights everyday lettin out all of his anger
everyday he realizes hes living in a constant danger
Just cuz he had too live life on the edge
The night he was drunk leaving 2 cops dead
He tells the people let me out i changed i swear
They givin um a look like they just dont care

this is me when i'm tired

you cant even play against the moldering words that i say
i can take ya break you and mishape you somthin to relate to
So ya'll can talk about fancy cars jewlery and the movie scenes
I'll continue to walk wit christ as my idenity so message me
I'm expectin hate offa christian album it'll be the testimony
Let me correct you homie cuz i be protectin phonys so phone me
aint impressed with ya'll local rappers what u high frum crack labs
Ur whole persona plus ya rhymes please throw um in trash bags
Cuz my styles elastic i can bend and not pretend too be funny
Yet cats in the old days were hip hop now its about the money
cant stand fake vets with gray jets gettin a large pay check
If lyrically capibility was there money they'd shop at pay less
So i say this too get ya'll other rappers start reppin for christ
he'll come in your life and change it and re arange it not playin
In ur hearts where hes stayin to play in and keep u safe
So think about the word and people god decided to create
a few mistakes but like it says nobodies perfect so work with
The sudden oppurtunties and communitys thats changing daily
With rappers comin out of the struggle like screw you pay me
So fall back on god the savior too change ya behavior
and follow the subliminal messages of ur creator ur maker

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^yea pretty much homie..same shyt happens to me when im high

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When you're tired you have a better attention span. Easier focus usually ends up with better writing.

yeah i suppose so.....i was like all like wtf?? when i wrote it cuz it was cool

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content in both dont seem the best.. maybe try sleeping and writing

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I smoke weed... And I get better lyrics...

Not high shit:
My infinite riveting raps equipt a bigger attack.
To hit you quick in the back, with a pick or an axe.
Till ya bone withers & snaps, shivers & cracks.
I'm pissing on fags, trynna say their rippin a track.
Iller than raps, written by cats like Nostra D.
Emcees left with a mental disease, messing with me.
& record executive's need, to be checking the scene.
Instead of lettin em fiends, keep repping the dream.
Of being a dope rapper, I'm sick of these hoe faggets.
That go platinum, even when their known actors.
Infact its so backwards, I practice attacking these wack kids.
With hatchets & medieval battle axes.
I'm an underground rapamatic, fenatic react with static.
My styles origional, most cat's generic & tragic.
I gets classic with my tactics, reguardless.
This artist--------------- currently known as Nostradamus.

^which is off on a tangent about nothing---___----
But when I'm high I come up with concepts like the one I'm writing now, called 10 Deadly Venoms. Its where I rap a verse each on 10 different beats using different styles with every beat change.

I'm half way through writing the 5th verse now, but I aint posting it cause its going on my cd and bastards will just have to wait...

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RIP jono, peace out bboy.
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