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...Tha Payn's Diary...
IP: 8A05 210E
July 6th, 2005 @ 8:33 a.m.
...yeah diz 1 here is called "Tha Crossroads Of Life"... so just look & observe da best in action ~*Verse 1*~ His qualities qualify him for freedom from growin' up breakin' rules claimin' he doesn't need-em' then reality gives him a little present hatred appears to his presence and his self-esteem lessens' hearts burstin' knowin' deaths lurkin' and he is certain that lifes no longer workin' and it is hurtin' his heart, feelin' trapped deep inside tries to find that line that will get him through the hard time' that his mind has suffered with tears through the years when his fears had escalated over peers and it appears his precious moments decreased and let go of the bible, god became his opponent if he couldn't defeat the master-of-us he would be shattered-in-cuffs and life be splattered-to-dust it's up to him to choose a side-to-take bad or evil? his lifes a mistake, or possibly his lifes-a-fake? ~*Chorus: 2x*~ the crossroads of life can change reality mess with your mentality and bring on fatality nothing comes easy always an obstacle what do you expect liven through devils opticals ~*Verse 2*~ passion for escapin' would grow-quick he tried for jobs, but at the interviews he'd happen to blow-it couldn't do nothin' right kept failing his lifes been pushed off the 'dock' his soul stopped 'sailing' he's headed nowhere cept' the gutter bad things would repeat itself, his livin' life was all a stutter soon drugs became his needed prize then woke up every mornin' headaches with bleedin' eyes and to our surprise he actually liked it people come see him to help, look for drugs, but he'd hide it he had nothing left but pills in his life a box in an alley for roof, garbage for food, and a bloody knife it is all he had it was his protection from poor to injections, damn sure headed in wrong direction he didn't believe in faith no-more,-nope only believed he's closer to fate he felt he had no-more-hope scracthes on this poor man appeared from over the years he suffered through fears and the tears now everyday this mans heart softened eyes darker cause soon enough his next home was the coffin' R.I.P. Soldier
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me Last edited by Payn : 07-06-05 at 09:30 AM. |
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07-07-05, 04:22 AM
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Odi et Amo
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IP: 1FC1 1C3A
Nice text you dropped right here, diggin the concept, vocab's good as well as your flow, imagery was there and emotion was strong.
Keep droppin boy!
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07-07-05, 12:51 PM
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IP: 6E69 7B24
i lyke the hook....and was realli feelin the second verse...over all..yur a goos writer, as well....
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07-13-05, 09:36 PM
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IP: 8A05 210E
yeah...it is 9:32 p.m. on July 13th, 2005
...about dez Commercial Rappers In Tha Game CHAMBERS OF COMMERCE It seems to me the industry's seemingly flooded wit wack fuck ups and gimmicks I mean shit it's gettin' so busy wit Lil's & Izzies the whole business is misery is it me or are these lame self proclaimed artists gettin' more garbage & god awful? God I recall when it was all you'll get sawed off at the cartlidge now every other song spit is so often talkin' about how beautiful some woman u stalkin' is god it's sick since when did fans give a fuck about the milk in ya fridge & how rotten it is? & since when did these gimmick kids...& by kids I men 30 year old men start dissin' wacker gimmick kids on tracks to get attention cuz the fact is if you didn't start tention in raps about other gimmick cats out u wack rap clowns would be stuck fillin' ya albums by choppin' ya tracks down & btw since when is that how we rap now? since when is screwin some cracked out electro-techno clap sounds & tossin' in a few gat rounds in the background not just the basis of a track out but the backbone of ya whole last album? the outcome is disgusting & I bet you're still wondering why I call these fuckin' thieves kids it's cuz it fits comfortably what other being from any country breathing needs to be constantly repeating his own fuckin' name on his c.d. pleading to the media that he needs to be receiving greetings from the ppl his music is meeting & starts flashin his phone number on t.v. u suck believe me, easily if anyone ever exceeds your idiocy they'd admitidly be the most mentally retarded idiot speakin' & that's even given the fact that havin' that level of I.Q. intact includes the ability to actually grasp speech patterns accuratley actaully now that I think about it it explains perfectly why every word u speak is repeated purposely on every track of ya worthless c.d. it's cuz you're the intellectual equivalent of an intelligent bird u just happen to be squakin' the only words you've learned
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07-15-05, 08:39 AM
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IP: 8A05 210E
It'z Friday July 15th at 8:21 a.m.
Like Father, Like Son 1 of my homeboy'z was rappin' a verse & i asked him who was dat he said tha game ...& i got da idea from it peep 20th century gave birth 2 two men of tha same blood like identical DNA...
one gave birth 2 anotha who was to born tha king of lyrical slayz... like father like son, truth being held in that statement... both soulz pacin wit hatred and anticipationz of makin tha greatness... tha father tha jealous one, tha son tha blinded world dweller... lyricism had not yet freed mah psyche locked in tha cellar... tha father married a beautiful young lady whom i grew 2 love... tha two offspringing a child born in a city of thugs... tha father wit tha facade of an angel, but demonic heart... probably where i attained inheritance of demonic rhyming on mah part... tha father, lovin hiz fam 2 death, would kill a niggah in a second for them... tha son, lovin hiz fam 2 death, would kill a niggah in a second for them... father unfortunately screwed up, jealousy n anger clouding his senses... knife 2 tha mother's throat..."Dont Leave Me" liquor influence wit tension... mother leavin tha father, pickin anotha man 2 blind tha child... but already tha streetz had made me tha rebellious one, furious n wild... tha step-father, wit an even worse mask than tha father, intentionz on deception... tha son, now matured, seeing beyond tha veil threatenz tha man wit Grim Reaper connectionz....
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07-18-05, 10:43 AM
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IP: 8A05 210E
2day is July 18th at 10:15 a.m.
Tru Lies Part 1 & 2 demons have swallowed-thee not so thoughtfully...
...dreams of kids that strive to take away whats part-of-me now at late nights, they wait in the dark-for-me... ...cause when they hoped for credit they received it partially acting like it is my fault, cause of their problems... ...that occured to them in harlem, growin' up at the bottom suffering through the pain of robbin' and sobbin'... ...glimpses of shooters, gunnin' everywhere, people droppin' and im the one to blame? how did it come-to-this... ...my compass-shifts, headed the wrong way, trumpets-hit the noises in my head are voices, they keep-goin'... ...sadness is caused by mother nature, the rain keeps-flowin' so i keep my head up everytime i'm walkin' alone... ...many ganstas' and drug dealers, out to withdrawl thrones but this-tall-tone that i got is keeping me existen'... ...seen 1 too many whippins', causing my mind to be trippin' the blood and gore, witnessed with my two-eyes... ...got to find the piece for peace, got to find where truth-lies in the eyes of freedom, it remains concealed vision is locked up no one can get pass the bars-of-steel it's crazy, its inhumane, just so far-from-real and they keep us strugglin' till' the day it's hard-to-steal not changhin' scars-to-kills, stop the bleedin' humans stopped believen' around the corners screamin' for help, god can't hear us, he payin'-us-back for the times we ignored him, n' weren't prayin'-for-crap there's no say-in-for-that, we have all failed god hoped for us to connect with good, but we called hell and now barely any small bails, worlds faded in reality, not gods fault, it's the population that made-it and it is up to us to change our ways of livin' stop the grinnin' take it back all the way to the beginnin' when games didn't matter on winnin' just fun the days now, if ya lose, some1 bound to have blood-run down their body cause of poor sportsmanship one hit to the ground, full of worries from the forces-hit at each other, now time for another example back then there were no gun fights, no one was trampled over by others cause of name callin'-and-shit and now you look at today, guns, people brawlin'-and-shit guess it's different as times goes on, we let-it only two samples, truth lies somewhere we gotta go get-it
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me Last edited by Payn : 07-18-05 at 10:49 AM. |
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07-24-05, 09:09 AM
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IP: 8A05 210E
2day is July 24th & tha time is 8:44 a.m.
Just anotha quick keystyle 4 y'all 2 peep...just a lil reminder tha dashes aren't multi'z but means tha flow speeds up; dots r meant 2 slow it down Payn in hurr-n-its ta move crowds 'Duckin Unda Ya Bed' like its 'Goose Down'! i'm too hot..its orange & red flames when-i-do burn spittin 'Scope' too fast-i'll-chop-n-screw 'Germs' ya got bland flows..tryna stand toe'd belongin 'Low-2-Da-Flo' like a 'Damn Roach' tha-way-i get down mayne-u'll get clowned turn-dat golden smile, to-a shit frown ways-that-i-spit now inflicts kids, how? handyman wit-da-hammer man its click pow! shit out..gross flows..cuz-im so tight.. so high..no wings..still-i show flight listen kid..ya hoe's right..she-wants no plex..u-want no fight but aint have-ta-hear-shit a'rdy know, right? ..cuz i'll punch dukes, maybe slap hoes my crew 'Shit On U'..we some 'Assholes' ima mack yo..spittn game fa no pay 'Blow Haze', so crazed, but U aint 'Blazin'-my-ass in no ways! flow's great..'Take-A-Hoe On A Plane' dats a 'Fly Date' if they mans hate..im gettin Irate.. displace, dey damn face, 'Spit Haste', can't 'Keep Pace' cuz like 'Lance-On-A-Bike this-is 'My Race'!
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me Last edited by Payn : 07-30-05 at 09:13 AM. |
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07-25-05, 03:40 PM
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IP: 8A05 210E
2day is July 25th at 3:18 p.m.
Wordz From Tha Grave I awoke to a whisper that haunted my ear... You don't need her I brush the sound out of my ear and turn over Please leave her I sit up and sigh wondering why.... I say this because i love you The whisper swarmed around me making my body warm... let me hold you The tears swelled in my eyes, but i refused to cry... this is real rap papi i love you You love me.... it pains my heart to see you like this You love me... it's been awhile pa Six months tonight.... he did it NO yeah pa, she took me away NO let me hold you I felt a strong presence... she's the one papi, have i ever lied to you A cry got stuck in ya throat... I love you I love you whenever you need me just whisper to the wind I need you im here I never thought words from the grave could sound so dear it's real love papi
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me |
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07-26-05, 08:43 PM
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IP: 8A05 210E
2day is July 26th @ 8:38 p.m.
Death By Words
Another trigger pulled. A barrage of words penetrating the dome-piece. Reassiding within the soul where thoughts are artificially birthed. Growing entities of negativity apply pressure to the young mind. Tearing down the towering stems of positivity. Re-entry of reckless stray nouns wripping through the flesh of confidence. The outter shell apears to be a solid vessel, but empty. Madussa's lingering eyes of lies turns an innocent reputation to stone. And it shatters. No longer is the spirit pumped for new life recycled from each passing day. And Death has the audacity to rent the body, giving Life an eviction notice. Depression makes for a good sale's pitch in self-indulgence... never minding circling words and dagger-like verbs plundging you deeper. The Trinity - Homicide, Genocide, and Suicide - all wrapped up in the beautiful fabric of self-worth. How sarcastic...still words, no matter the blessing or curse, hold individual force of their own. As words are everlasting, Life and Death are eternally in sync, never functioning without the other. And it is to my hope that as long as love still survives, words will never cross completely to the dark side.
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me |
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07-28-05, 03:30 PM
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IP: 8A05 210E
it'z july 7-28-05 at 2:35 p.m.
here'z anotha dose of my open mic floetry...peep it Strictly Wordplay No Excuse For "CUMMIN LATE",Like Porno Starz STROKING IT SLOW//"Provoking -ya-Ho",But Youz Like NON_SMOKERZ With Bluntz 2 me,Cuz Im Steady "Smokin-you-SLow"// "Know-The-BasIcs" NAw Just "Face-It"//Your Better Off Bitin Lyriks,When You "Copy-n-Paste-it"// "COmming-So-SIck"Naw Cuz U Aint "Running-This-Shyt"//Its Like You A Joint To This Pot SMoker,Cuz IM steady "Bluntin-this-Bytch"/ /"TOO-EXPLICIT" Well "Get-with-It//COuldnt Count Up To My DECIMALZ,If U was "HITTIN-WID-DIGITS"/ /"Rippin-Me-SOn" Naw Neva Dat,thAts Why I "Get-IN-With-Da-Sun"//Shine So Bright,My Heat Makin Your Palms Sweaty,So No Purpoe IN "GRIPPIN-WITH-GUNZ"/ /"Recognize-Kid","Realize WhAT I Did"//kiLLIn Niggaz For They 'RENT" Money,Now They Got A Reason N they "DIE-WID-A-BID"/ /"Spittin-them-FLowz" But You Not NIce,Youz Real "QUICK-2-GO"//Like Prisoner transferz,you Gon Be Leavin "Grippin-Ya-Hole"// (LMAO)DUECUEZ!! SLITTING YA FLESH, Whats NExt to Do But RIPPIN TEXT//Have Ya Lookin More Confused than AUDIENCES with MAGICIANZ when he FLIPPIN-DEX/ (Magic-Card-Trix)/ /Steppin Up or Creepin Up,No mAtter But You Gon SLeep-Enuff//Put Ya Brain 6-Feet Under,N Yet U still aint "THINKIN-DEEP-ENOUGH"/ /Cuz My Verse Have Ya AMAZED,Like H0z When They See PREGNANCY tests//Have Ya With More LIQUIDZ inya CHEST,than PREGNANT bytchez with MILK in they BREAST/ / Step Low Kid,Like MIdgets Cuz they Like You,They Lackin REACHIN-ME//Put GRAIN inya Body,n No Tellin If u Cont COMPLIMENT bout "HAVIN-THE-STREETS-IN-ME"//(LMAO)/ /Quick Key 5 Minute,Dissin the Person Lackin His Linez//Put DILDOZ in ya Pocket,Is the only Way u "PACKIN-WITH-"NINEZ-"//(nine-inch-dildoz)
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me Last edited by Payn : 07-29-05 at 10:51 AM. |
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07-29-05, 11:01 AM
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IP: 8A05 210E
2day is July 29th at 10:53 a.m.
Cheater...about a brode who did me wrong See when it started out, yo....everything was Nice and Sweet Id treat her Like a Queen and clung to every word that Wifey Speak In public she was Slightly Meek, but in the bedroom Nightly She a Feisty Freak, and wanted it a minimum of Twice a Week It was good, til one day she went Crazy, started Flippin over stupid shit, im jus like "Baby, why u Trippin?!?" "U see MAYBE, if you LISTENED, every Once and a While I wouldnt have to yell at u in Front of my Child But ur FUCKN worthless." "RELAX n jus Stop Cursin.." I tried to keep my cool as the anger i Got Worsened "Sweety go to bed, mommy needs a little Breathing Room" "Can u tuck me in?" "Sorry angel cant, im Leaving Soon.." N she went into her room, where she Closed and Locked the Door Then i went up to her mom, "Why u Posin Problems For??" "Cuz im SICK of U, enough is enough, aint takin SHIT from U A loser, and ur rapping is shit, wat kinda Nig are U??" this Bitch Is Rude, n she gonna hear it cuz i aint Havin It "Ur FUCKED up, no wonder why ur daughers Daddy Split" Now she Mad as Shit, picked up a bottle n Threw It At Me Man I've had some girl problems before, but Few Attacked Me "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH U? TELL ME WAT I DO EXACTLY" But she didnt even answer, she jus said "fuck YOU" n Slapped Me "U FUCKN BITCH" n pushed her away, dont care'f she'd Cry Again I got mah keys n left before my temper turned me Vio-lent I drove around, tryna cool off, relieve some Tension This stupid bitch, she went beyond the limit yo, and Then some I pulled up to mah Friend's, "Son, can i stay here for a Bit?" "Why wha happened wit ur girl?" "I dunno she fuckn Flipped.." So i crashed there n let the situation Calm Down Couldnt sleep, always wonderin whats going On Now See i couldnt play myself, cuz i know that i Need Her If Either "Leave Her" or "Beat Her" are my options then Neither So after a few days, i got Dressed and i Showered Feelin good, i was lookn sharp n Fresh in an Hour Then i left, first i went and bought a Chest full of Flowers Then I parked in front her house, took a Breath cuz its Now Or, Never, took a chance n started Walkn up the Stairs Opened up the door, it was Dark n nobody There Started creepin, through the rooms, slowly Leerin Around I got closer to her room n started Hearin some Sounds So i leaned against the door, put mah ear on the Wood All i heard was "OH YEAH...OH GOD FUCK ME GOOD" N my blood Boiled, felt my muscles startin to Tense Up My arms Coiled, both my fists jus suddenly Clenched Up IN MY ROOM?? IN MY BED?? YO I PAYED F' ALL THAT Thats when i went out back and got my Base-Ball Bat I SPENT THE LAST COUPLE OF DAYS, STUCK IN A DRAG WHILE IN MY BEDROOM, BITCH IS FUCKING SOME homo?? I went back to the door, Gripped the Gat, about to Let Off Busted through the door and Ripped the Faggots fuckn Head Off N she jumped up, screamed "WHAT THE FUCK ARE U DOING??" "YOU THINK IM GONNA SMILE WHILE U GO ON AND SCREW HIM?!?! U TOOK MY CARE FOR WEAKNESS , NOW ITS TIME FOR SOME PAY BACK U STEP ON ME THEN FUCK A GUY?? NAH I DONT PLAY THAT DONT U FUCKN MOVE, WHERE THE FUCK IS STACI??" "in her Room.." I went inside, "Go and wait in Josh's Vroom Vroom!" She smiled, went to the car, and she closed the Car Door I went back into the room and reached for the Far Drawer Got the .44, "WHO THE FUCK U THINK U ARE WHORE??? "No! I didnt--" "SHUT THE FUCK UP N JUS GET ON THE HARD FLOOR I CARED FOR U AS MUCH AS MY ENTIRE LIFE ALLOWED NOW U PISS IT ALL AWAY BECAUSE WE HAD A FIGHT AND NOW U SPREADIN UR LEGS? TO NIGGAS U JUS MET ON MY BED?!?! FORGET IT UR DEAD, CUZ IMMA POP A LED IN UR HEAD SO ON UR FUCKING KNEES SLUT, N TAKE A DEEP BREATH NOW U WANNA CHEAT BITCH? GOOD....TRY AND CHEAT DEATH (*POW*)...
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me |
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07-30-05, 12:22 AM
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My boi iz cold...wow...jus jusgot talent nahmean... All these pieces were great..ya keystyle wrecked too...anhmena.. Stay UP Chuuch Defyned
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Jus Incredible Lyrics -What God Has For Me..Is Meant For Me. II COR. 12:9
And He Said To Me, "My Grace Is Sufficient For You, For My Strength Is Made Perfect In Weakness." Therefore, I Will Rather Most Gladly Boast In My Infirmities, So That The Power Of God May Rest Upon Me. |
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07-30-05, 02:41 AM
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yea word.................
u real good want ta do a collab
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07-30-05, 10:57 AM
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IP: 8A05 210E
let'z get it poppin' on tha real 2day is July 30th at 10:30 a.m. ......diz 1 here is about a female i've been wanting 2 come in my life
Woman Of My Dreamz i saw diz sexy azz brode, just tha otha day ...so i whistled in her direction, 2 come on over my way... ..damn girl, i got my eyez focused on ya nice lil model body.. thick thighs, phat azz, flat stomach, nice size chest..dyme piece mami oh what's ya name babygirl, & she said u can call me "Tammy" don't take diz personal, but i was hopin' i could sex ya up in tha back of my camry i would luv 2 get 2 know ya betta & possibly keep u around if u keep it real wit me, u'll get 'Thug Passion', wheneva u want from a G born "HellBound" so if diz is u jump in my ride & we can go newhere 2getha ...we can stick it out thru tha stormiest of weathaz... no matta tha situations dat approach us we can c it out 2 tha end shawty 2 b real wit ya, i don't only wanna b ya lover, but also wanna b ya friend so if diz is u boo, den step up 2 tha spotlight & let yaself b seen all my life i've been looking 4 u, & i wanna know can diz b tha "Woman Of My Dreamz" ...oh yeah 4 those u wanna know tha girl'z name in diz piece is strictly jus used so i could rhyme it wit a car...lmao word up
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You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me (Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me Last edited by Payn : 08-16-05 at 08:53 AM. |
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08-01-05, 12:07 AM
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2day is July 31st @ 11:04 p.m.
Stage Light Its Open Mic night and im bout to kick up 'Gusts' Lyrically in Whirlwinds till my AK-47 start to 'Bust' Release the Anger with Management when i hit the 'Stage' Some people think i dont deserve it but fuck the 'Age' Cuz im Pyro when i connect to every punchline to 'Hit' Keep on flow on every rhyme or audio when i fuckin 'Spit' Like Gasoline startin to get lit up on Accidic 'Fire' Take the strings to strangle ya neck with sharp 'Wire' Get the right Aim then just Capture the feeling in the 'Frame' Take the Picture like a Kodak and make it get stuck in ya 'Brain' Then have Patience till the moment hits and do the right 'Thing' Be angry and knockout those bitches out like Ali in the 'Ring' Dont choke cuz u lose respect for the talent thats locked 'up' Just Unleash the shit out to everyone and never keep it bottled 'up' Want Examples heres one use 'Fuck wit me then ur Throat be Smiling' Get the Point? good then just keep the shit in ya mind 'Popping' Like Popcorn keep it on till the micro stop on 2 minutes just like a 'Beat' Get goosebumps from ya head to ya feet till ya knees paralyzed ina 'Seat' And just look at the Rappers Wrappin other rappers like they 'Capped' Open the book on the next Chapter ASAP and learn the skill of 'Rap' If this dont work out then just rememmber that im always here to help 'Son' Neva leave my dawgs in dirt slept and never be afraid to take out that 'Gun'
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