Total Posts: 78 Member Since: 2012 Location: Montpelier Vermont USA
posted Sunday, July 01, 2012 4:51:21 AM FREEDOM
Sometimes i sit back just think about my life Not just the past whats my future like Is really that bad nahh thats media hype And visions in ya mind so i get up an write Cuz u know what.. What This is my life i wake up every morning Say whats up to loren take a look outside I hope its not pouring cuz then i feel trapped A vacant vacintity something feels wrong Like misplaced virginity distaste salinity Consoles my divinty molding infinity With no holy trinity ya runnin in a circle Chasing after jesus like oh hell please us Facetious .. Not even a thesis Written in the bible seems like feces packed in a rifle Damn u got faith all in on poker without one ace Risk i dont take twist shift to know fate Rip spliffs to own face till my dome ache Ya try to get up on a broken ladder Stuck to the ground guess im rodent matter Off smoking tabbaccer soft spoken rapper Provoking hazards the locks open master Drop notions faster then cops smoking bastards Profound tourettes with no sound effect I bring alpha to the bet you bring mouth regret Chrome talcum sets malcom x counting threats Rectum holes round the neck guess they drown instead Clones shoutin next flesh n bones erect Eccentric verbage stems mixed with herbage My flip script service got these rich kids nervouse I spit sick verses till i sit below the surface
I Try to figure out why i went a on a different route Gettin heads to listen to what it is im spittin out Damagin my views like the channel 5 news Memories of past times an i played em in tunes A small town mc banging out the blues I wanna be the mc u can say whatsupp to An ill prolly reply with yo not much you To keep it true blue like how the skies do When i find you with these rhymes dood I wanna be the type that u really like Outside the words but inside the mic You see its not the hype..im just living out my life Not itching for the fame as if they care ya came Thinkin that they know ya name why bother to explain I see it in their eyes They placin stereotypes Not from the vibe from what i wear n look like Flashbacks of memories made ya remember theeeee day in to day out cuz u never know How its gunna play out till u on ur way out So im here to say now just get up outta rain clouds And relieve ya stress Another day in the system you can blame the victim Same as plagerism replay what we say With no delay when we spray each way i got alot to give called a plot to live until bullets pop tha kids i got alot to give till the bullets pop the kids
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Total Posts: 2154 Member Since: 2011 Location: Wigger Slam Champ
posted Sunday, July 01, 2012 8:03:56 PM some pretty decent rhymes in here, is this from an audio somewhere?
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the real dick fitswell
Total Posts: 12058 Member Since: 2003 Location: I Reek Of Awesomeness
posted Thursday, July 05, 2012 8:08:05 PM liked...