<< HOOK >>
listen, what would you do on the run.//
hide out until the heat died down...
get a gun and release some rounds..
or turn yourself in to the police,
so until release your out.//

me, I'd take everything in stride, maybe I'd hide..//
live each day paranoid like I was scared of goin' out in public.//
knowing 'round every corner I might get noticed and end up runnin'..//
anyway.. or maybe Id saty and face my enemy, just defendin' me.//
like hell I'd ever surrender... please, this blunt still got some tricks up his sleeve.//
six bricks, and a key, to get me out of this country.//
cross the border to another nation, or end it all in a shoot-out.
total annialation, it's my-own creation.//
my own fault I fucked up and came all to close to taking this fall.//
escapin' is all that matters now, as I try and gather the strength to pull my weight out.//
I'm safe but still wait as the days count... tention mounts
how long 'till they catch me now, track down some new leads
which leads them straight to me....
(Freeze... get down on the ground)

<< HOOK >>

breath easy as I dream sleeping.//
on edge incase a raid means to defeat me.//
informents for me on the street givin' false tips to the police to mis-lead.//
which gives me more time to gather my assets.//
scatter then for what it matters wait for matters of mal-practice
to collide with my mind, so I can strike without practice.//
on the outside I seem fine, but could you even imagine.//
what's goin' on in my head, brain stems fried tryin' to fathim my own life.//
that plus acid and coke lines, got me sketched out like drawing four lines.//
four nines by my side incase I need to unwind.//
and achieve the element of surprise... get the drop on them.//
before I'm caught and sentenced to consecutive lives.//
locked up behind a cell, worse then hell, I should've put up a fight.//
then atleast i would've died.//

not finished... still got one more verse to do, let me know what u think so far, I'm doin' this as an audio so I need intelligent comments on the flow and context...

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dis here is tight, flow is tight, vocab varied, i feel this, i think you got a nice audio comin on here.

yo cheak out luv n loss by me.

keep going

Shit... I ain't even got to say nothin'. This joint speaks for itself...

ILL thats it nice vocab tight flow everythin that a good open mic needs

Peep Hunger by me please

thx 4 feedback... keep it comin'

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This was cool...
could of been better though, the topic was ILL..