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10-01-06, 05:14 PM
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New to RV
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Sick Of Being A Nobody
IP: 5D2B CB2A
dunno why man
sometimes i just get sick of being a nobody i just feel like rippin it right now look tha rhyme attacks with drill force,ill shit spills forth, my skill source maintains a strong base like hill forts, i meddle with language,causin incredible damage, i revel in panics,while most would settle for anguish, u can't understand this,or try to teach my menace, im still a newbie,and just tryna reach my zenith, so i preach my sentence,cuz it's my train of thought, with all tha sell-outs now,it's like tha game is bought, never will my flame be caught,im still scribblin mad, u a shit liar,claim to spit fire,but u dribblin bad, with a quill and pad,i won't insult your intelligence, fuck relevance,cuz this ain't a result of benevolence, i want all of u to listen,as i lay down my poetry, a prodigy,this my philosiphy,of what i will grow to be, see im determined notably,like some kind of votary, when i rhyme,i don't give a fuck who moan at me, ima stay true,but honestly,im sick of being a nobody, i quit fightin,sit writin,room wallpaper's crumblin, i find tha tall tales as humblin as yall faker's mumblin, see my reflection,and breath condenses tha mirror, u shiverin in fear,like deft supsense in a thriller, when spittin,ima rip pussies,like too much tough sex, fuck techs,i just produce tha ink like em roughnecks, i lust cheques,i bust reps,ima stay forever as tight, each letter i write,got u shook like i met cha tonite, i pester despite,only truth has been mentioned above, temptin to thug,but in lyricism im sentenced to love, as punishment,i have to erase any emcee nemesis, and my ability to hit with clever quips never slips, i want all of u to listen,as i lay down my poetry, a prodigy,this my philosiphy,of what i will grow to be, see im determined notably,like some kind of votary, when i rhyme,i don't give a fuck who moan at me, ima stay true,but honestly,im sick of being a nobody, ima smoke weed,either right or wrong,pipe or bong, one hit,and it makes me write a song twice as strong, i strike a bomb,lyrical prodical son,tha logical one, and get tha impossible done,when im droppin a pun, unstoppable son,cold to my centre like freeze blocks, god-given,i know i was meant to write these drops, my vocation,is flow breakin,im avoidin criticism, i loath wack dudes like bread,they devoid of witicism, man where im from tha shit's rough,yearning a break, i work to learn a mistake,a nobody turning to great, here to murder tha hate,my words are measured, tha saviour,after all tha rap world's endeaveroured, i want all of u to listen,as i lay down my poetry, a prodigy,this my philosiphy,of what i will grow to be, see im determined notably,like some kind of votary, when i rhyme,i don't give a fuck who moan at me, ima stay true,but honestly,im sick of being a nobody, see im... easy to ignore like your average man, when i die u gon... leave me on tha floor like a garbage can, that's it man,it's off my chest now.....
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10-01-06, 07:20 PM
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why so serious!!??
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IP: 2020 96DE
leave 2 links that u left feed on or this'll be closed
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