yea the title got u here but the rhymes'll keep yu
i wrote this last week at home caz dat kiss was in my head
i was creative but i stayed on topic so i hopr yall like
it is three verses doe

so where my faithfull readers at????
feedback is a must!!!!!!


why is there 2 voices in my head that constantly fight//
when if it was jus one speakin i'd do that much more right//
why i gotta struggle when everybody else jus look so smooth//
an they can chill but if i do i got that much more to lose//
why's the only peace i can find under my roof//
an wen im out why am i precieved as an an-i-mal on the loose//
if god's the only one can save me why dont he hear my SOS//
and why the hell did i fail trig (trigonometry) if i no i did my best//
why life gotta throw me a curve//
when they no that im at the plate swingin away like a nigga just learned//
its been said that life is a bowl of lemons tossin sour shit at chu//
so i jus make lemonade instead of puckerin up like a fool//
why is the best pussy burinin or riddled wit aids an clap//
why you gotta hate that im gonna put the nati(cincinnati) on the map//
why i gotta sprint in this rap game to put niggaz in the rear//
why jadakiss gotta be the first to coin this idea WHY???

anthony hamilton chorous

i asked why them voices in my head had to constantly fight//
caz one voice is enough an it'd b easier doin rite//
well that's caz every man's gotta struggle with that one//
kinda like sidney poiter in rasin in the sun//
i also asked why i had to struggle why everybody chilled//
caz god suited me for bigger thangs if u cant feel that u aint real//
7874 is my residence the only place i find peace of mind//
but the second im out that door im a thorn in society's side//
caz im AMERIKAZ nightmare like larenz tate at young age//
but instead of murkin meltheads i throw rhymes on the page//
plus im wholsommly ghetto an hoodly handsome//
wit enuff rhymes to spit bars around you him her an THAN some//
the bible says god turns ya mind weak after you sin for so long//
tha's prolly why when i ask for help he jus want me to leave him alone//
plus the devil keeps enticin me with his treasures of the material world//
but they booby trapps like burnin pussy and gold diggin gurls WHY??

anthony hamilton chorous

this little lyrical excersise of mine//
is a way to help me grow as a person an a rapper over time//
so when u turn me louder dont hate on what i said//
jus listen to what i preech an let my lyrics marinate in ya head//
caz cant nobudy get with me when im on this lyrical tip//
u culd squint to c the flow but still end up b'm a 4 eyed prick//
burned out, irritable, an jus flat out stressed//
that u cant keep up with this nigha tha's lyriclly blessed//
my flow shined like untarnished gold straight outta treasure chest//
in laymens terms i manifest midwest hip hop at its best//
so gimme the respect a blue collar MC like me is due//
before u try to spit aginst me an look like a fool//
these rap niggaz claim that they've forseen the vision//
thinkin they creative but they hear my rhymes an begin to spit they renditions//i ask questions caz i refuse to b ignorant rhymin glued together letters//so i'll just spit what im capable to show the public who's better//
da's WHY!!!


feed back is a must!!!!
yea this is the first flow of my open mic mixtape text collection
called makin a buzz 101, where i listen to songs an re-make them to my liking
so jus hit me back critiquin' this one get it on open mic awards an even hit me up with a request for the next song

the next 2 imma re-do are
locked up
hood hop

so b on the look out

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