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05-08-04, 02:52 PM
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*Da FeMaLe BaNdIT*
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*the Hotest Shit Out* (really Needs Feedback!)
IP:
I wrote this about a year ago..and it's kinda long but if u just take some time to read it and gimme feed back on it. I post this piece on alot of sites cuz im recording a mixtape and this is da only track thats being debated the question is is this piece a "SPOKEN WORD-POEM-OR A RECORDABLE FLOW"--so get back at me it''d be greatly appreciated.
Social distortion is blowing the worlds mind out of proportion/ Rhymin’ cats rub criticism into their bare skin like lotion/ Master manipulators moan screams for the schemes of the paper/ Blood thirsty screams comes from the girl and her raper/ I no longer ponder on the wonder of the meaning of the word “Free”/ No one has won the right to explain that to me logically/ Simply take a look at your local dictionary/ Free speech is pre leaked to free states that second rate/ Free standing freestones prey and on free people like free bate/ I freewheel my free verse till it lurks in my soul like a curse/ I rehearse my words cuz I don’t wanna end up in a hurse cuz some cat wants what’s in my purse/ This is a prophecy of propaganda that’s worse than slander/ Lyrics before was for play this is in a new manner/ Thermo chemistry couldn’t measure my minds story/ The mixture of chemical action and heat can’t beat the rhymes that some emcees seek for a peak of the leaks of blood that flood a lonely jail cell of an innocent man who can’t put up a plan his rights are gone he has no more room to stand/ Please do not reprimand my shameless roller can/ I am my own biggest fan from the sick sights I can’t stand/ Mix the many bars into something from the planet mars/ The only thing I been through is Life and I got battle scars/ I look up to the unilateral universe but my eyes are blind to stars/ A mother can’t feed her feeble daughter but the drug dealer has a 60 thousand dollar car/ Look back at the civil war we still didn’t make it that far/ I rap a piece but I’m still from the streets/ Tappin’ on trashcans and tables just to make beats/ We taste blood and keep fresh shoes on our feets/ Beg freestylers for continues constant repeats/ Curious careful deals are done under sheets/ Got to much precious prelateral pride to squash beef/ Ligaments break off lame pain for my leisure/ Some social soldier is about to have a seizure/ Taken over tiny towns people like he’s Caesar/ The bullets that I shoot don’t have a steady aim/ They rain from my pane and stain the clean frame/ I cry at night not from hurt but from shame/ From the roots of black loot is where I came/ Spokenbluntly is superficial and not something you contend to/ Don’t pay any attention I’m not here to straight out diss you/ I’d rather rattle your brain get under your skin for a few/ This is another lesson don’t bite off more than you can chew/ Don’t talk about shit that you can’t spew/ Don’t tell to many lil white lies it’s gonna stick to you like glue/ I choose to tote guns and where the shade of blue/ I can’t get out of it now but one day my life will be a brighter hue/ No need to go insane from the slain I can’t complain/ If one of my bullets go off and pierces your brain/ Skids through your skin cracks your skeleton and let the blood fall out like rain/ I don’t have time to care and I don’t care if you don’t like me/ I’m full of rancid rage all I can do is smoke a tree/ My lyrical genius is done now it’s time to wipe your blood off my Nikes/ SpokenBluntly
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