my lerics are twisted physically get you lifted
discriptive and captivates you activates and inflates you
into rubber im a dimond cuttter the mear thought makes you shutter
just as every other being had another mother feeding wrist are bleeding
is this all the pain that im fealling waiting for his internal healing
nomore living life of crime busting and stealing cussining and killing
my verses are cold they leave your bones chilling your dome spilling
my souls building ready to burn demons constintine dont' know what i seen
falling into a dream of lights and flashing color dashing towards my borther
wounds the size of a gutter your words mutter bitch you can't hear did i studder
naw i spoke clearly my life i hold dearly even god fears me poltergist stear me
into the miror reaching for a tv yelling on the cb ah someone help
noone can hear you your down here bye yourself creep around the corner
attacking outta stealth your retired hang your head on the shelf
goverment collecting from poor ppl to increase they wealth
fucking wit me is bad for you health gaurd your dome
ak 47 attacking your home your dawg feeding off your bone
maybe next time there will be a change in your tone
now it's time for the real king to take the throne
heaven hell and mirrors iv'e romed

chorus: my lerics are twisted physically get you lifted
rocking wit my hat and my gucci got me fitted
on this mic i have shitted on your lerics i have spitted
it's been over the game holder i break ice like a cold shoulder

everyday life gets better men are mice looking for chetter
in the coldest weather i wear a pussy sweater a go getter
i never stop hot drop looking for the hot spot that i rock
in one shot explode a nut clot deep in the g spot
as time rots i keep searching & keep lerking for another bird pirching
on my shoulder another one that i sold her feels like everyday im getting older
some x file shit like scully and molder fully withold her from the truth
her dad died as a soldier cry on my shoulder he never lost his compolsier
as he saved 1 hundred and 50 innacent civilians men wife and there children
in his life he mad a killin but he's insane like sudam husain but try to refrain
from blood spillin iraq an't a country i'ts where terorist livin and givin
secret information of frequent intemtations i get pussy you stuck masterbating
contemplating on what i'll do next torching them witches witch try to throw hex
on me cop back and blast ant me say thats the last of me thats a blastphamy
i ain't gone fall like a tower i stand tall give cowards a glass jaw
to match they brass balls wit blood splatterd craft walls
sell tickets at class brawls to get fast brauds wit ass yaw
im serious keep talking shit youll be delerious how i get pussy i guess you curious
your stuck to your hand that makes you furious it's easy like mac and cheese
5 minute recipe 5 little steps indeed wash your hands, take a shower,
smoke plenty of weed, go to the strip and spend a 20 g thats how i get pussy on the daly see if it was up to me my dicks big from hanging off the family tree
it's not cuz ive been givted lerically ive been twisted physically gets you lifted
my imagery might be crappy but hang on to the music and shake that laffy taffy

uppin.uppin....uppin..... for feed back don't sleep on this yaw comone hit me with some feedaddy up

Sup this was pretty impressive,.. your structure was pretty messy !
leading to you bars being stretched ! and at times your flow was
pretty basic and predictable.

But past all that was a very decent drop, rewrite this song, take out
bits that don't need to be there and this could be really good.

Nice drop stay up S

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my lerics are twisted physically get you lifted
discriptive and captivates you activates and inflates you
into rubbera dimond cuttter mear thought makes you shutter
just as every other being had another mother feeding wrist are bleeding
is this all the pain that im fealling waiting for this internal healing
nomore living life of crime busting and stealing cussining and killing
verses so cold they leave your bones chilling your dome spilling
my souls building ready to burn demons constintine with no chance of return
falling into a dream of lights and flashing color dashing towards my borther
wounds size of a gutter your words mutter bitch you can't hear me did i studder
naw i spoke clearly my life i hold dearly even god fears me poltergist stear me
into the miror reaching for a tv yelling on the cb ah someone help
noone can hear me down here bye myself creep around the corner
attacking outta stealth your retired hang your head on the shelf
goverment collecting from poor ppl to increase they wealth
fucking wit me is bad for you health gaurd your dome
ak 47 attacking your home your dawg feeding off your bone
next time there will be a change in your tone
now it's time for the real king to tend ta the throne
heaven hell and mirrors iv'e romed

chorus: my lerics are twisted physically get you lifted
rocking wit my hat and my gucci got me fitted
on this mic i have shitted on your lerics i have spitted
it's been over the game holder i break ice like a cold shoulder

everyday life gets better men and mice searching for chetter
in the coldest weather i wear a pussy sweater a go getter
i never stop hot drop looking for the hot spot that i rock
in one shot explode a nut deep up in the g spot
as time rots i keep searching & keep lerking for another bird pirching
on my shoulder another one that i sold her feels like everyday im getting older
some x file shit like scully and molder fully withold her from the truth
her dad died as a soldier cry on my shoulder he never lost his compolsier
he saved 1 hundred and 50 innacent civilians men wife and there children
in his life he mad a killin but he's insane like sudam husain but try to refrain
from blood spillin iraq an't a country i'ts where terorist livin and givin
secret information of frequent intemtations i get pussy you stuck masterbating
contemplating on what i'll do next torching them witches witch try to throw hex
on me cop back and blast at me say thats the last of me thats a blastphamy
i ain't gone fall like a tower i stand tall give cowards a glass jaw
to match they brass balls wit blood splatterd craft walls
sell tickets at class brawls to get fast brauds wit ass yaw
im serious keep talking shit youll be delerious how i get pussy i guess you curious
your stuck to your hand that makes you furious it's easy like mac and cheese
5 minute recipe 5 little steps indeed wash your hands, take a shower,
smoke plenty of weed, head to the strip and spend a 20 on some henisey
as the corks popping regularly if it was up to me i'd get it easily
dicks big because it was hanging off the family tree
it's not cuz ive been givted lerically ive been twisted
physically gets you lifted my imagery might be crappy
i slap girls ass fastly & make it wabble like a laffy taffy

there yaw i switched it up and cut some stuff outta it well hit me up don't sleep on this yaww hit me up uppin..................... uppin......................uppin............

that was pretty ill, but i think the chorus doesnt quite match the subject of the verses, and the parts were u talk about getting pussy and such is kindoff going off topic.......put those in a diff song or somthing.....

nice tho

? This wasn't "Ill" or "Pretty Good", it was just completely unpolished and very amaturish. You have no direction to your content and the structure alone is going to turn away most any reader who conciders checking this out. Some of this was boast and some you tried to go deep, but you've really got to jsut pick one because the two don't flow well together. And, you had spelling errors and stuff, just tryn' run a check and do some proof reads before you post next time.

You fucking spelled 'lyrics' with an 'e'. You're an idiot man...

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this was good.......structure was hard to read at points cuz no commas and shit but anyway likin these parts

from blood spillin iraq an't a country i'ts where terorist livin and givin
secret information of frequent intemtations i get pussy you stuck masterbating
contemplating on what i'll do next torching them witches witch try to throw hex
on me cop back and blast at me say thats the last of me thats a blastphamy
i ain't gone fall like a tower i stand tall give cowards a glass jaw
to match they brass balls wit blood splatterd craft walls

^^^^^^^^^dope

good shit brother keep dropping.........fuckin 7/10