Total Posts: 106
Member Since: 2012
Location: The Netherlands, Hell Gates ( Den Helder )
| posted Tuesday, June 26, 2012 5:59:04 PM |
I wonder how i ever got at this raps,
In fact i hated this shit in the past,
I guess, it all started with friends,
Doin this shit to brag and get laughs,
From day one i came best, this pest,
Which they call talent is bashed,
Into my brain like an sharpened battle axe,
It made its nest and now its settled,
More than i'd expected or can handle,
But the tales i have scrambled,
Its amazing yet terrible,
Loving the experience but both hands are full,
So i let it loose, but nothing falls,
Now i'm in to choose, hearin coldish calls,
I'm trapped in time. floating between rhymes.
Tighten my grip its fine, Draft the experience in lines.
Just to get it back again..
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