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It was a Saturday Dark night a bit clowdy Me and the the home boy Wearing the mask n gloves Now picture riding around town Guns tucked under the vest Them 4-5s A sudden flash He didn't know what hit him All I heard was my boy My life flashed before my eyes Laying in my arms Blood on my arms Tryna stop the bleeding Tryna tell me he loves his mom Crying I can't believe this Grasping my hand harder Eyes closing slowly Screaming please don't go It's 2 weeks later Got my 4-5 Heart heavy/ heart racing Vengeance in my mind Tryn not to go insane I get the word Time to show the world Kicking down the door Guns blazing Take it to the chest Tryna see straight Got the gun to his head You took my homie Time to see the gates BLOW I fall to my knees Blood dripping Now I'm crawling-- this can't be It's getting hazy Eyes heavy Fall to the ground Lights flashing 5 years later Pain growing Can't believe... I lost the homie Now I'm going phyco homie Last day, last breath Cock it back Let it flash (Gun sound)
Few years ago dusters were used for cleaning, Now they're used for a collection of screaming, Voices in my head but I'm hardly dreaming, Locked in this place but I aint leaving, Used to be so good but now I'm stealing, Those words cut like a knife but I ain't healing, I touch many things but I ain't feeling, I sort stuff out but I ain't dealing. Try to excuse my self for being so blunt, But tbh I think they're all cunts,, And I know this can't be won It's actually 079 and that can't be rung, Think I can smoke but it don't enter my lung, My life is a song that has been sung, I'm done, done with the fun, Pick up the gun, pull the trigger and it's done I'm a yungen fan, but I chipped a man's tooth, Sitting in isolation there weren't no fire in the booth, Physically weak, mentally too, Subconsciously I must think there's something I can do, Cause I can't end it, I can't see it through, Yet what have I got lose, This wont get no views, My mates will give me abuse, Your like glass you can be seen right through, Popular main course, Depression on the side, Knife for dessert, Self Harm he has tried, Trying to sail away, Yet his boat has capsized. Why? Why do I even try? Trying to talk to hot girls, My self confidence? Fried. Instagram profile so alive. I’m not scared of death, I’m not shy. Too afraid to cry. Fuck you all, independant till I die. Maybe that’s cause on you I can’t rely. All you do is fucking lie!! Leave it to kill me from inside, This shit aint grime, Its a year 9, Calling for help with rhymes, All them haters whine, I find it divine, Which should be a crime
Understand me With a pen in my hand, I’m so handy I don’t wanna dead any man, I’m not angry Never had an enemy get at me, ask family See me in a black top, black jeans, black watch, black heat Packed in a black bag, facts that a man speaks In the back of a black cab, but that’s me There’s nothing flashy, actually Give me the beat, I'll start spraying A lot of man are archaic They ain't even going half way an’ I get like that, man are mic man, get a mic stand Give me the rhythm, I write, fam And no, I ain’t got a million, still, I’m alright fam If I’m calling you my brother I’m treating you like fam And they see me I’ll be chilling and living my life fam And it’s like that, they ain't doing it like man, sideman With my right hand I’mma write 'em off I don’t talk too much but I write a lot I've got an old school flow with a grimy bop I dance like a white boy, man are white and what? I’ve got an idea, give me the mic and tell them right here I don’t want to spit any lies, I know I tried, yeah See me, I was in a disguise, but now I’m living my life It’s time that I’ve got to let 'em inside If you’re with me then walk with me 140 and I will talk quickly I was waiting around till I did it myself Like the major made me more indie I’ve never been rude, I’m friendly Give me the pen again, bruise, not empty You can say what you want but I’m saying a lot Man I bet I make you respect me Brother don’t tempt me, try doubting again Moved house and I’m not about on the ends And I’m gonna get a time out better mind out Who said I aren’t got bars got 1000 of them So just know that I showed that I don’t want to hold back But I swear these guys don’t get me Cause I don’t wanna talk like a roadman No lying, it's true I don’t know what I got to do What have I gotta prove? See I don’t want to lie to the youth Cause I remember getting hyper when I was a yout Thinking I want to be like them guys So I MC’d like them I didn’t want to be violent But I thought I that I need like 10 stab wounds on me to be believed by them You can’t deny a lot of people believe the bars you write I don’t roll on a road with a 45 I guess me and most MCs aren’t alike It’s no lie, still, though, I say what I feel On a real I ain't trying to make a meal But let me break it down I’ve gotta make a sound I know a few guys may not rate me now (why's that?) Cause I ain't in the trap And I don’t stay with a strap And I don’t talk no playboy talk with the ladies Maybe I’m mad You can say that I am but I’m stating the facts So tell me I’m so not real Tell me I’m corny, tell me I’m cheesy Tell me you think I’m a donut, still Look, man a own up, I’m a grown up, give me a moment Never hiding away, man, I’ll sit in the open If you don’t like me then don’t mind me That’s cool there’s plenty more fish in the ocean And I’ve come a long way but still I’m evolving Really I’m growing no more hitting and hoping And my girl told me I’ve gotta live in the moment And they know my tune, brother, didn’t you notice?
Yes! Thank you Christchurch Football Club, this is awesome!!!!!! Whilst reading your awesome lyrics I realised that that this is a very uncharacteristic action from a local football club. It makes me wonder that perhaps (maybe) you (the person who wrote this message) were logged in to the wrong account. Awkward turtle much. Anyway guys thanks for these awesome lyrics. Tech For Life.
does anybody know about paranoid schizophrenia, im tell-ing ya, its when ya demons come and make friends wi-ya you cant please them so you roll the lengs bigga' the lengs now not your friend cause your new friends bitter the demon turned weed into a friend splitter now everyones leaving like your a skeng spitter but in the end everybody even friends get bitter so keep the demons close and your friends off liquor.
has kamakaze ever spat to this because i keep hearing him in my head when i listen to this might be getting it mixed up with a song that kam,eyez n cee major done.
No body know where my head send me off to another dimension to another world gree up in the streets of reddish no one know struggled for work lost my job gona keep fighting through the streets follow my hart follow my dreams
spit my lyrics like a 12 gauge , iv been doing this shit since a young age , things change , drive the.microphone like iv got road rage , im on a good wage , blacked out windows roll cage , im at a good stage , in my life , theres a lot iv had to sacrifice to live this life
Yo 2016 is my last forgetting the past was a blast 2017 is my new start I'm speaking from beneath my heart like all those memories falling apart I have all this talent in art people think I should make top of chart. Music is my passion alot of people think I'm into fashion there's no action in this sanction I wanna make it big Living the life without trouble and strife to many rappers and trappers getting locked up selling drugs to young thugs we gotta show our brothers and mother's love. Since when I was a kid my whole life was shit I used to fuck real big hanging wiv the wrong crowd making me the king wiv a crown what comes goes around is left on the ground I wanted to change this whole range act my own age I know it sounds strange when I'm on the stage people are going on Ramage when I'm reading my rap page I think I need a glass of champagne. This is why I want 2017 to be my best like putting it to the test being better than the rest and succeed my goals before I turn old missing my fans loads this is how my story got told its the end of my rap song I'm gone the only one shall not belong in place like a maze traped full of haze and getting blazed uno why I always try and cry hard to say goodbye...
У всех своих тараканы а у меня бегемоты! Я уважаю природу,и мне плевать на банкноты! Мама мною гордится с тех пор как я намутился Я бегу к пацанам, там меня ждут, с булем в руках, ты везде будешь крут Под скоростями ты валишь, прет прям костями, новый марафон со страстями Я как наркотик, я как никотин, Ты меня любишь также, как любишь амфетамин Здесь территория боли, где мы ловили зори, Где бутафория глаз колит кристаллами соли. Где родственные души витают в катакомбах, А наши мысли летают рандомно. не наступи на мины где в бабках сила Они глядят на меня красными глазами, Они виноваты в этом сами, Ведь мы в дыму, а они не снами Ведь по сути кто не курит-тот юзает порох. руки доводишь до тряски , а потом бросаешься в пляски Зачем нам в молодости, все эти краски? -Зачем ты употребляешь наркотики? -Это не наркотики , а мои антибиотики! Я не торчу, я движи просто люблю, не прогорю, а сам подпалю, *Прра* ***************************************** Кажусь хуже чем я есть, заставляю тебя размутить мне крутую смесь Ты бежишь с последними деньгами, чтоб напалить очередной с пацанами Мы убиваем все что тут есть, ты продолжаешь нести ересь Среди людей так много боли, У них нету даже воли, Они ужаснее чем соли, У меня в ушах бит, я не буду с вами, cорри. *********
Been out here since road days...out here since the cold days...out here since old days ante nothing old or new to me...same old news for me...same more moves for me...trapped in a vision choose to become a citizen or become a villain...I was never a victim...man I was out here ....when there was know H o p e.. life was a joke long days became hard times hard times became street crime
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