you fucking COCKerspaniels... i wanna be part of this...

mix match my missions
never kiss as so listen
when a disasters written
in the kids pad then spitten
in a thick lab submitten
and it flicks past the gimicks
take two cans a vivid
paint a cool random image
your two hands are gifted
but can you grant wishes
of a new cancer victim
but who has permission
to stop us from listen
to the sound of the wisdom
roll up two pounds then sniff it
yo its two thou lets kick it
rolling to town to rip it
hold the youth down Im wicked
another brew found lets sip it
call the crew now then spit it


keying this while keying my collabo verse.

shit was only leaked for a minute

alright... on the topical steez..

yo
feels like yesterday
i remember when i met you, babe
at 15, what a beauty queen keen to set it straight
you big girl on the scene, fuck what ya parents say
what would they know, they needa educate their mental state
cause as of late
you shine bright with all the attention
got em lined up you player baby ballin no question
& i feel you managing things but struggling with school
product of a social life feeling nothing was as cool
as getting drunk n having fun, guys offering love too
cuz ever since you got boobs they all wanted to fuck you
& when your young, your invincible its a principle
no considering stipulations from situations critical
its the truth, n this blas'e approach its a lesson
cause your attitude to sex, whats next?
you got pregnant...........
in a flash, missing periods, stomach poppin n fat
now you lost what you had, gettin tossed was a fad
now its stopped n its bad, baby dropped with no dad
& you dropped out of school no bringing popular back
n i'm torn watching that beautiful heart grow cold
all alone from the start, you fell appart & fold
hittin the pipe just to mask harsh reality, scarred
parents too poor to support you, life had to be hard
now working under red light the city breaking you boo
jus doing what you gotta do to fill the table with food.

(too bored to finish it)

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Sick.. it's been awhile since I've tried to write anything to a beat..

Been writing some solo indie tunes with the guitar and some rock tunes, drumming with some bros.