Changing Minds

Put away your guns, its time for funs, lets stop the bloodshed, start stoppin crime like Superted, we got the police but yo they can't keep the peace, they be sellin e's themselves straight off the top shelves. My name be Meadskillz, I spit it to ya with all the thrillz. Better lock your kids up when I come on, yo this aint no con. My shit be outta any cats range, I'll bust all their heads in exchange, for the mouth they give to me, they gotta learn that skillz don't come for free. But its true dogg, we gotta look through the fog that is world conflict, yo I don't contradict, you gotta look for peace and start to release your hands from the trigger of all ya glock, its alot better to go get some pussy on your cock.

I think we all forget the good times we had way back in the hood, boy, just one more time I wish that I could, take it back to the streets and chill with the crew, we were known as the chosen few, we were unstoppable, no cat touched us, not even think about that shit, otherwise they'd be callin for a first aid kit, after we beat their ass, we'd show em whose the head of the class. But times have changed, my head became ranged, I've started a new beggining, in any battle y'all know I be winning. I be winning with my mouth and my killer flow, if I keep this shit up I might earn some killer dough. I've decided this is the way to be, to live our lives full and try to be free, get away from the thug life, coz u know u gonna get into strife. I prefer to make peace, these thugs be lookin like geese, way back in the day we woulda beat their faces but now I turn my head to the fight of our races.

Its time for us to stand up and be heard, soon these cats will be hearing our word, We must all be lookin like ducks, we can't make up our mind, acting like a bunch of fucks, should we bomb osama and his whole crew, boy they know their time is due? Just bomb the cats, pull out the gats, get over it, I'm sick of talkin bout this shit, we aint got no brain, we look like we fucken insane, well I know I do, I will step to any crew, I've changed my mind in the middle of this rap, right now I feel like makin my gun go bap. I thought I was changed but I guess my peace of mind wasn't arranged my psycho idea has come back into my carreer. I'm a reborn nut, I had a feelin in my gut that this might happen, I guess my thoughts just started to crappen.

Battle or Peace, the first has to cease, y'all don't need war, we all know the score, so many men die, we all should get high and fly for the sky, dont ever stop reachin, I'll never cease preachin, so which one will it be, we gots to be free, Peace or War, lets settle the score!

I had hopes of Peace but I started to release, my good thought, I was never really taught, how to deal with man, there was never really a plan, except fucking up the clan, I hate those skanky kooks, they be walkin around in a brand called mooks, I got alot of hate, which just came to recreate, i was a changed man, I started to plan to fight for World Peace but then it all began to release as I thought about how much shits in this World, my thoughts and views have become curled. I fucken hate this shit, I feel like I've been thrown into a pit, surronded by wankers that I wish were run over by tankers, But one thing I will say, Its about time we all got a job and took a bite from the corn cob, bought with our own money, some may find this funny but its really true, too many doggs bein bums, they gotta pick emselves outta the slums and enjoy the life, maybe even get a wife, to straighten them out, and stop startin the bout!

So whatever you feel, whether u a man for peace or a man for war, Just stay out of the corp, we got enough military buffs, soon they'll be usin their handcuffs, to tie down the hands of our politicians to force them to support their tycoon missions. Fuck an opinion just get on with life coz this shit with arabs might land us in strife, I'm sick of talkin so I best be walkin, So Im gonna grab my gear and get out of here and go grab me a beer!!! MEADSKILLZ!!!! SKILLZ!!!! SKILLZ!!!!!!

Battle or Peace, the first has to cease, y'all don't need war, we all know the score, so many men die, we all should get high and fly for the sky, dont ever stop reachin, I'll never cease preachin, so which one will it be, we gots to be free, Peace or War, lets settle the score! ore, ore, ore.

2223 flows coming at ya'll!
Thats some real stuff coming outta oats...
inspire and Meadskillz... "theoriginalmarshmallows"

mate ur shit is still "work in progress" but dont make it that long, like get yo best lines n just make it a verse or sumthin unless its a full on song, i couldnt be fucked readin the whole thing, but it was alrite n like i said befo keep elivatin

is anyone on here anymore... write something!!!! dont sleep on him!!!