,
Docmeth, full of choas with funtamental tactics caked between my paws,
I'm like a cocked back nine with the safety switch off,
at any given moment its known I may cough,
out 9mm bullets, which is my anger coming out at its fullest,
I switch back time, to the land before mine,
when fresh able bodied emcees roamed the land,
all they ever thought about was fast cars,
and hookin up one night stands at the local bar,
all they had to do was kick a new jingle,
and the bells were sounded, before their feet were even grounded,
they were welcomed into the industry,
3 by 3, before the record companys had anything to see,
now snap out of the flash back,
where raps not only black,
we got some white talent,
flowin by the gallons,
and the mic gripped between my talons,
it took alot to get noticed,
its time the world knows this,
I've been pissed on and kicked at,
but I beat that, ya I beat the odds,
I was a target for enegry, like a lightning rod,
I have turned the tables, I've surpassed the fables,
I turned my life around, with the sound of my voice,
like a mythical god, striking the thunderbolt.

Chorus

my lyrics are presented at request, my whole life has been a quest for my inner soul, my cup is half empty I’m lookin to make it full, I’m tryin to piece my life together, before it floats away like a feather, I got two letters behind my name, next to my occupation. MC.

I’m using metaphors, These blueprints you can’t pick up in stores,
Yes I’m the best, ok I confessed,
I’m like a griffin, pressin you like I’m printing ink,
Making your belly turn pink is my sport,
I have one preoccupation, and I don’t have the patients,
To wait for this world to take me in as one of their own,
I have a bone to pick,
You think I’m mean that makes me sick,
I’m a smooth brother takin this game undercover,
Just like a suspect I treat them like the others,
They get no respect, that way they don’t expect,
To get a deal on 25 to life,
The only sentence I want like that is with a wife,
I wanna struggle, not a girl goin decent at the daily bugle,
This is going to be a hazard,
Like an experiment gone bad ona spaz nerd,
I’ma continue to spin you in sinew,
Dump you ina deep slew,
So who would’ve knew,
That j-dogg is doc meth,
Forcing you to take your last breath,
With a force so powerful you come back,
Like crack I’m not black,
They say that white drugs are more addictive,
Crack, meth, cocaine, angel dust it’s all conflictive,
So why is it expected for me not to have my albums sell,
When its night, I’m dressing in white,
I’m not scared to be seen, these people think they’re mean,
Its just not right, I do bite, you can’t get rid of me you’re a meth Fein.

thats pretty hot...

what needs to improve ....

need longer more complex lines ...
need a better flow structure..
keep writin...

Its would probably be a nice open mic.........

It was pretty good!