Yeah, you lot ready? Well I’m not sure, ‘Cos if y’all cats ready, why your ass stay outdoors?
Why don’t you come inside and get outta the streets? Why call these cats dogs? There's no loyalty, weak.
Talking everyday about the daily hustle and bustle, gotta make some mad cheddar without flexing a muscle,
Gotta work to make some money and then make it work for you, ‘Cos this slave’s life I live, Shit, it just won’t do
I’m on a mission to better my position, to put money in the bank and food into the kitchen,
To pay for all my needs, my wants and desires, to get me a nice girlie and proceed to get higher,
And I ain’t no liar, I tell the truth in everything that I spit, most faggot emcees lie, so I ain’t bumping their shit,
Why do you wanna talk about you knife and your guns, Cos if that’s how you wanna live your life, I’ve got some advice,
Sun,
Shines on everyday, no matter where you are, let it shine in your heart, feel the burn from the fire,
The heat that you feel is the potential inside, everyone has got talent, but they mental, they hide,
It deep inside, won’t that let that shit out, if you got a talent for rhyming, fool, open your mouth,
If you got a talent for acting, then get on the stage, if you good at selling shit, fool get yourself paid,
Throw down the drugs and get a business diploma, you need some money to start a business? There’ll be banks that can loan ya,
All the cash you need to set yourself up, there’s no need to think bad when you’re down on your luck,
From Peckham to New York, from L.A. to Brixton, young thugs will gang-bang, they need to just listen,
You not just mad at the system, you mad at yourself, that’s why you don’t care how the fuck you be making your wealth,
You must hate yourself, to run the streets with a gun, why don’t you slow down, you’re just young, just have fun,
Leave the death in this world to the sick and old, do you really wanna die for the money you hold?
Do you really wanna have your mother visit the morgue? Do you want her to see you lying dead, gone as stiff as board?
Do you want her to look at your face, and then have her say ‘Yes….. that is my son there,’ could she handle your death?
I guess no, but she might’ve had enough, you put her through so much shit, yo, her life has been rough,
Your mum will sacrifice for you almost everything, but every person has a limit, everyone wants to sing,
Do you really wanna cause her that much anguish? This evil, you must vanquish, have I got your attention? Am I speaking your language?
Are you ready to listen? Can you take this on board? Or do you wanna end up in prison? Is it in your head? Is it stored?
These are the questions that I ask, but only you have the answer, the way you live your life now, it’s more deadly than cancer,
Become the person you are, the person that you want to be, don’t ever let the hood hold you down, we’re all born to be free.

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You need to work on your vocab, the rhymes in this were symplistic and need work. The topic was played out. You should try and take stuff in a personal direction to make it more interesting. Get some imagery in your work and it'll read better.

Keep elavating.

^Word i agree this was a pretty average drop but i felt it could have been alot better...your vocab was alittle bit to simplicit and i really wasnt feeling it...Your topic was played like johnny said but your feeling and emotions were pretty good ... overall pretty average drop keep it up.

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