Y'all can send christmas cards and put up trees//
I'ma be at the park spittin' so the hood don't freeze//
Most cats with cars wish they could hold key's//
Distribute them on streets and over the seas//
I know what it means to roll with a thief//
Act fake when you awake, take ya gold when you sleep//
Make sure that your scheme is snake proof//
Ya boy will gass you up 'til you stop and break fool//
I'm out of shape too, so I muscle the system//
Make my respect connect like Russel to Simmons//
Knuckles and women, bangin' both 'em is sin//
And most of our angels is gone with the wind//
I'm sleepless in D.C. so my speech is confusing//
Some cats don't understand, they like "he is amusing"//
E is serious, like moms' in church praying hard//
Reminiscing a birth, 'cause the hearse train is long//
Sanity of Christianity only hovers above//
Judgin' my appearence they usually dub me a thug//
But through this poetry I'm making the man slowly see//
That there's more to a nigga than just being a G//

Lovin The rhyme scheme homeboy been a fan of your stuff for a while now and u impress me more and more with every post keep it up and holla back

liked this joint good flow throughout
keep that shit up

"clap clap"
anyway this was nice lil daddi, I like the fact that you came simplistic but very real it was real talk from the heart and I liked that nice piece
*~Holler~*

" there's more to a nigga than just being a G" Hell yea there is lol... I liked this peice... there were a few ify spots but I still loved it... lol... OoNnEe

I got mad respect for y'all who stay givin' me respect. Thanks for the comments, and keep checkin' out my posts yo. You know i'm gonna keep bringin' hot shit. Uppin'!!!

this was a rhyming for the sake of rhyming piece and was pretty good. the multis were ok, there were a few good punches in this. it couldve been tighter, the first 4 lines were weak.

and originality is priceless.

keep posting.

if the truth is to be told/
let the lies unfold/
dumb hoes only believe how many guns u sold?/
how many reciprocal to zero/
caught in the abyss of fire burnt down like Nero/
accomplishments congragrulatory notices hog spit/ garbage islamic pork thrown at the harvard kid/
turned hardest nig in the streets wallabies danglin doctor strangerin them/
with my magnetic structure combust in a hellfire midst/
little trick everythin is big except that little tip/
former waiter caught the emotional aspect of anger when u heard that a nigga was bangin/
ur world left in an emotionless state/
have the gall to beg for my downfall and extriment my fate/
wait pause recollect/
niggas we ran with came to you for my respect/
askin left glassin half action masses/
got caught in the senior slump smokin blunts in the midst of weed trances/lettin ur fake persona reveal rappin hardcore tracks to a sophomore cat whose known to be a punk brat/
get off that the crown is mine left designed/
to be protected with the circumference of a nine/


this dude is fake dont listen to this thug only real niggas is locked up im doin my school thing now cats is becomin responsible and mature with theirs. esco stop playin these highschool games

was nice simplistic verse,i really aint into the gangsta side of rap an hip-hop it bores me hella..but i liked you flow enigmatic,peep my shit on the boards holla back...
bismillah

poet..y u hatin?

'Matic,nice verse I've liked evrythang u came wit so far.Dis wuz simple but had a good scheme to it na'mean.Sh!t wuz ill,keep postin.Stay ^
-Avi