Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

Normally I act accordingly to what they say on a track,
As to how far I should take it, before I put a name in a rap,
But its gotten to the point where the start to label me as,
A satanist whos brains twisted, but never been able to ask,
To my face how I feel, just go by staments from fags,
They don't know shit about shit, bein as blatant as that,
They some bitches, and no riches could ever save me from that,
Diss me after bein ripped, see they bitch, nah, crazy in fact,
So they start schemin, dreamin bout how to make an attack,
Now what could you do in the industry any more racy than that,
Before I even respond they start tryna lay me in bags,
Its just rap... But i guess they just tryna make maybe mask,
Or a disguise for themself, to make them believe that hes that,
But when they release all the facts, of the streets that he has,
It ain't nothin.. find out its all lies from the start,
So they gotta make it true, start puttin nines to a heart,
Pull the trigger... it was hard when they decided to spark,
But they would never know who would be in line in the dark,
Behind the man they just layed, he was my friend apart,
From the fact that I grew up with him.. the cryin will start,
I was behind from the start, never say I would do nothin,
Just wasn't there on that night, bitches tried to prove somethin,
Don't know what im supposed to do, kill and get more killed,
This is more real than any story that yours tell,
So confused.. thinkin what to do... i'll ask my crew,
Can't think of a more disrespectful thing, then to be blast by you,
I think somethin from my psat might do, can be an ass like you,
Shoot your bestfriend to death.. so you can ask "WHY YOU?!"

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

I was first to get the call... the cop explained to me quick,
Then started askin questions puttin my name in the shit,
Then my boy blames me, and i try to explain to this dick,
Im like fuck it.. and went and got his name on my wrist,
Im enraged at some bitch who ain't know who this effects,
A mother and a father whos main problem is debt,
Now they got a funeral to pay more, and a died son,
And his brother who shot himself, he was closer to him than I was,
Two names on my wrist now.. in a matter of days,
Never knew somethin this good could shatter this way,
You ask why I pray? im prayin just to know if hes great,
Tellin him i'll meet him one day, at the heavenly gates,
So as I sit here, holdin my gun steady and waits,
From them to walk out there house, gettin ready to lay,
I will think about whats happened, and if this is the right plan,
It was my fault in the first place, shot the shit outta my mans,
Wonderin what the fuck int is world would ever bring it to this,
Clutchin this fuckin metal thing up in my fist,
while im starin at these 2 names tatted up on my wrist,
And on that one night, would it matter if I was with,
I guess i'll never know, while im sittin in this jeep,
Do I really want another one of my peoples 6 feet deep,
All you little bitches, got ya drugs, go head and use em' bitch,
Now you in the mix... fuckin with gangstas and lunatics,
Im drivin away without shootin, still im soar feelin,
Memories burnin in my skull, so im blowin up your buildin,
Its funny... shootin as soon as i unleashed these bars,
And never again will I let it procede this far...

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers

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come on... nobodies posted feedback on any of my shit

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uppin.............................................

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Pretty nice stuff...rhyme scheme was off in places...looks like it would suit the beat. Basic voacb...but overall nice shit, keep at it.

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yea man, i liked it, prob go sick wit tha beat but u needa work on gettin more enhanced vocab and keepin ur rhyme scheme intact tha whole tyme....If you keeep workin at it, and keep postin ull be at tha top real soon 7/10

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this was alright, i liked it though. Had a good rhyme scheme goin, vocab a little basic but good job anyway..7/10

uppin for feedback................................

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http://community.rapverse.com/showp...504&postcount=9

there you go

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uppin for feedback hoes...........................

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YouR ShIT So DopE nIGgaAs Is BiTiNg Like A MuH FuCka

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hot drop one step, people need to stop sleepin on ur open mics cuz they are usually hot from all the ones ive seen. good flow n vocab in there.

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Open Mic's

Lick Shots=Hitchcock feat Paul Cain and The Sick One
Opposite of Cold= The Cartel
Dear Others=Hitchcock
Kill That Static=Hitchcock

tight, real good. prolly one of the better things ive read... fell off in sum parts, but u picked it up nice 9/10

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DeTiCaTeD To A TrUe LyRiCiSt

thanks... and thanks for lettin me know that bitch is bitin

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