I really like this, me and wooshy have defintly gota get the audio done

What Happend

The MRB

What the fuck went on here? precious moments remain grasped/
Tight in my fist like most of my life’s just collapsed/
Four years ago i was top, one of the coolest in primary school/
Dain’t realise id become shallow like a toddler’s swimming pool/
But i proved myself wrong, New Freinds? i guess i ain’t as sociable as you/
People you once knew become distant like the hills in yo bedroom window view/
And my status suddenly became Rock Bottom/
The good times, the Joyous nearly all forgotten/
I tried my hardest to fit in with this crowd of sorts/
But rejected, all i had for company was my sick unstable thoughts/
Even though i knew the Lord was with me, sometimes i felt alone/
Gettin jibes thrown at you, then pretending nuthings wrong at home/
Sometimes i’d just explode like Japan in 45/
But others i’d keep my cool wid, or they’d beat me half alive/
And now couple years on, situations complicated like a Quadratic eqaution/
Peeps still think when my names involved it devalus the occasion/
What happened?

Wooshy

it feels like i lossed toach wiv my music/
but then i prduce a rhyme that is so sick/
ive lossed toach in skool grades slip faster than a f1 car/
but my mind come 2 grips wiv tha bitches bra/
my body is losin the battle my soul is gettin hurt/
but im still rhymin tryin 2 keep my mind alert/
i rember 2 years ago i promised id stay in toach/
but everyday my im doin sum8 that makes me thing is this a bit much/
but then i think fuck it im 2 far gone & ive lost all those around me/
but still if i surive this life who are we/
then i dont care wot any 1 thinks cuz im jus gonna still roll on/
my party neva rocked & the titanic still sunk n gone/
im bored off ya'll gettin @ me cuz ive had enuff its bout as borin as ice cube rappin/
but as my shit gets more heat im already thinkin where my next rhyme will be
happenin/
but as my soul gets torn hurt it c love 4 1 thing/ (music)
im the thorn in every1 side im the pain in every1 heart/

The MRB

What happend to us, well we fell apart/
From in touch with ourselves, our feelings, our Heart/
I never realised that this would never reach a conclusion/
Be stuck still on the results, self confidence losing/
I became an Outkast, who at Girls wouldn’t look twice/
While some peeps got the offer at half, I payed the full price/
Woosh started to become a wreck, Physically and academically/
But Hip Hop changed him for the better Mentally/
Now we gotta expand, on the advances we made/
True it may only be 1/2 a step, But Boy i ain’t gonna be slayed/
By the ignorant, the mofos, who made my territory Fire and Brimstone/
But now with the Lord and Woosh on my side, i won’t Battle on alone/
Im gonna try make things happen, my way for the good of he and she/
Imma leave this Killing ground without a scratch or scar on me/
My foes over come, the Hardships so far away/
the victory sign raised, UNFINISHED BUSINESS HERE TO STAY!/
WHAT WILL HAPPEN?//