this was a collabo i'm writing with keezy, but since i aint got the green light to put up his verses im'a just put mine up that i wrote thus far.

its a story about 4 dead guys except one is kind of a spirit which roams the earth, look just read it, alright?

the fourth soul, stands tall with eyes that see's-all/
navigating the globe at top velocity like free-falls/
and won't be-stalled, the restless spirit, navigator, watcher/
immortal, in BC was a gladiator clocker/
he travels from country to country, place to place/
recording events that take place throughout the whole human race/
so lets shift the time line up to 2k3/
the location, italy, the watcher moves-bravely/
the sky cracks and lighting shoots, burning the dirt/
screaming masses fleeing, some struck, returning to earth/
the watcher gains focus calming the storm/
many dead, the crowds gather, the departed they mourn/
the light fades, the scene is calmed, the watcher travellers further/
to the deepest african jungle, looks for beasts you've never heard-a/
stories of man eating monsters from the voices of people/
to understand goodness, we've got to know pure evil/
thats why the watcher's always far apart from them/
at great distances he can read the hearts of men/
from hitler to ceaser, napoleon to stallin/
he counts the reasons that dictators need to be fallin'/
watcher's ready to diss these legions of zombie like men/
he instigates the wars needed to swiftly right them/
travelling to '45 he watches the third reich shatter/
then 4 decades after, the rebuilding might matter/
east and west reunited and then 10 years later/
the watcher moves to new york and see's many fierce haters/
the greatest emcees of all time are starting costal wars/
disrespecting each other, and now one coast will fall/
taking this all in, watcher shakes his head sadly/
this faking, this ballin', can only end badly/
with a sigh of regret, he leaves the scene of the crime/
and several bodies behind, the new york state of mind/


unfinished and keezy's verses double this in length, what do you think?

Hot spit kid. The wordplay was like no other i've seen... you a lot more vicious than these other niggas. Where you been at yo?

why are u posting ur verse already , , , , , when u post ur verse and keezy's verse , peeps wont read it , because ur verse is right here

dont freepost in my shit asking stupid questions. see the word (unfinished) anywhere?

this was good i was liking it bar structure was nice.. very even bars flow was good conceot was nice overall this was a good verse .....

respect to ya

return the favour peep my pieces

up-up-uppin^^

and again^^

i liked it johnny...the idea of a spirit living eternally got me thinking,about lost souls and shit like that nahmean...i liked th etopic like what...i like your wordplay from the start of the shit i saw of your fuckin ages ago nahmena,you good....its almost like the spirit is tormented from only seeing the bad sides of history nahmean....that wha ti thought anyway...you posting the other verse on here too??if so ima peep it...

peep my spits dun,i just put two up on here


bismillah

uppin^

ill story tellin, like good flow and shit too but u told a story that was easy to understand and progressed from line to line, u didint get caught up on nething nahmean, it was real good i def wanna see tha entire finished product

peep my mothas day drop will ya, good lookin out

last time^^

its a fuckin nice piece but not a classic m8