B.A.M
My Life


Ruff_Tuff_Thug

nigga my life was ruff but nigga i stayed tuff// eva have 8 familys// didnt think so// cali the puts chills in yo bones// i dont keep my pistol near cuz i
dont wanna live in fear// was neglectid in the first// almost died of thirst//
nigga i went through the worst// got abused in the second// cuz i didnt
give a shit what they reckond// got shot at in the third// called me tird//
was almost killed in the fourth// mom was a god damn whore// always want summore of what i cant give the whore// now in the 5th// got my self a
bitch// but the bitch got hit and kicked// but not by me//even though im a
gee// i would neva hit the B// as for the sixth// same as the 5th// but this time i got hit and kicked//as fo the seven// almost went to heaven//
as for the 8th// but now im so forsaked// i know the devils out to get me//
my soul is so empty// nigga you stay off me// or i'll drop yo asssss//

Chorus: x2
yo i know the devils out to get me// when that happens man i cant see//
what i've done wit my life// only god can tell us// this is my life soon to be
my second life//

Raw Killa

where do i start and how do I BEGIN// how should i tell dis story outta
dis PEN// Almost forgotten HORROR// but da TERROR bad memories haunt
me AGAIN// scrappin da plate cuz im hungry as SIN// it start back when i was a KID// visions of an abusive FATHER// hittin my handicap MOTHER//
or was my mind playin more TRICKS// or were his FISTS// really landen on me
and my mom when he HITS// livin CONFUSED// bein ABUSED// feelin like a punchin bag da way my body was USED// say im fake white boy but i garentee you live a day in my SHOES// not only my body and heart but
brain is BRUISED// shoutin out loud but silence replies like i'm alone in my ROOM// hit wit punches , kicks, whips includen the BROOM// get beat for
complaining over disgusting FOOD// as far as my teenage YEARS//
they no betta followed wit TEARS// grew up from 15 to 18 livin in FEAR//
take a look at my self see my inner demons attackin the MIRRORS//
readin the meaning warning objects appear smaller in the MIRROR//
meanin 2 me the demons i run from are right at my REAR// ppl ask me
how was ur senior prom GRADUATION// i tell them dont kno juvi where i got
my CONGRADUATIONS// spent a year n a 1/2 in PROBATION// fuck all this
FRUSTRATION// then im hit in a hit n run// waitin confused n nervous as
the paramedics COME// double skull FRACTURE// lead internal bleeding around my brains STRUCTURE// iv's PUNCTURE my SKIN prayin to god please
forgive 4 SINS// 4 i fear dis is where my endins BEGIN// pleade for fogiveness
god please dont let the devil WIN// hangin to life wit lines dat THIN// while demons greetin wit smirkin GRINS// plus two years later i break my leg n now
built of bones rods and at least 2 PINS// i lived life and been thru hell and
BACK//BACK wonderin wuts on my road of LIFE// standin over my sins wit a blood soaked KNIFE// learnin more and more that 2 wrongs dont make a
RIGHT,RIGHT//

Chorus: x2

SHY

yo i live in the grimey slums of the hood// so best beleive i get grimmey for the goods// i aint never leavin knock on wood// i had a ruff child hood
growin up// but now i cant stop my nextel from blowin up// or my stash box from flowin up// i got ill with it// yeah i switched my style up// but i aint never shit on the place i came up// so i'm going to lay low low// till i blow and tear the game up// then come find you and come tear your name up// so when you look into my life// can you say you honestly under stand// why i do what i do// and im what i am// can you look into my life and say you would do the same shit// be a dedicated hustler// and get whateva you get//so when you see my shit// remember that my name is shy// and i ripped thiss shit and i didnt have to try//

Chorus: x2

Kizza

now time for a new verse
i came to rehearse my style on ya'll cats
but know when i come it can be a curse
my aunty hadda see my little cousin put in a hearse for tryin ta steal a purse
cause his stomach hurt
(god damn)
poverty is my neverending epidemic
everyday they call forenics
i cant seem to see the light even though
yesterday i repented....
so get your hands where we can see em
(yeah)
with unity as one race we can teach em
(c'mon)
reaching out
showin others how we can preach em
because if we use love not hate
we can surely beat em

Chorus: x2


thats all folks.

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come on rb give us feed back first crew drop wit me at least uppiin 4 feedback
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holla back peace out 1 luv

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i would of gave a good feed back but i u guys made my eyes hurt and squent the whole time with a // and then u keep on typing on the same line which made it hard..

try doing this,

im raw, and likely to brake ya jaw
chop ya style down without useing a saw

or

u'r to basic just face it /
one hit gonna give ya dome a face-lift/

that looks way better but still it was a decent drop,
but ya can be more creative ya was also preety basic,
but decent crew drop...

i give ya 6.5 outta 10

can ya return the favor of some feed back in the forgotten diss pt2

oo here is the link if u dont see it...

http://community.rapbattles.com/showthread.php?t=137793....
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manthere is gonna be a remix with the leader of B.A.M. Kizza is the one who will change the chorus and post his verse.
peace.
ruff tuff thug

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c'mon ppl veiw this. we work so fuckin hard on it.

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look if ya'll post i'll return the faver.

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damn papi ur shits always long..........lol...............but that was tight..........i gatta be honest i didnt read it all cos i knew a part .....structure cool......and flow cool......

ruff.......i feel ya verse but the first 2 lines didnt rhyme...and most of ya lines were long and some were short...........so it didnt really flow.........but its a coo verse

shy ya verse was ok...flow was ok too............gd gd

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See Rhyme And Flow Well Designed To Propel Ships With Jelled Scripts, Write Good Text So Check One Would Expect Wackiness Or Factless Lyrics. Wear A Lab Coats But Never Prefab Quotes, Select Styles And Reject Piles Of Trash And Smiles At Cash

thats was long but it was cool 6.5/10

thanx uppin fo mo feedback oh and thanx fo the posts i'll surely repay the favor

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this was a nice drop guys, i liked the chorus and content, both of your verses seemed to compliment nicely, this would make a good audio track..................good job..plz give mine some feedback....fluidmoon collab w/ shadow(true love) open mic..........

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aight we will but dont go now there is gonna be a remix.

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^^^ for more feed back

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