harsh time called for some old bull shit

Alone in here I spit my game
think of a flow tha might change some thin's
I let it fly but I hold back
all this shit inside and now I'm black
crushed an tore pain I endure
smoked to tha sac
this blunts got me trippin flat on my back
times have changed an the flow has too
I'll add some mo lines then fuck it I'm thru

I'm spittin at u haven't heard nuttin yet
so I keep it on tha lo back on tha set
my whole crew be clownin on u
sit back an listen I'm still reppin fo u
my heart is yours an u know that still
damn y life gotta be so real

I let it go an turned away
lead astray from yo evil wayz
gain my stats an rip it loose
in the end I still wanna be wit u

no real topic.. flow was pretty good, I could follow it.. vocab is elementary, u do need some serious elevatin'....

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