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Ghosts Of New York
Ghosts Of New York
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Lost souls striving to be found, bound to ground zero.
Now they're heroes, they're not proud... Beaten down...
Fear those sounds... You wont hear no cries for help.
Just a heartfelt silence and a meaningless yelp...
Have you ever felt so helpless to yourself?
Have you ever been so fearless you can't tell whats real?
Needless to say, have you ever been forced to hide away?
Or cursed to stay... Driven in your hearse the wrong way...
Would you ever dare force your way out of Heaven...?
... Live over the nightmares of september 11th?
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Ghosts Of New York...
Lost in the fog, the rubble, the stone...
All alone, on there own... Cold, lonely.
They roam only where the towers once called home,
Moaning... Groaning... Boldly standing,
Holding onto the dreams of one day the planes landing...
Far away from harm... Far away from home...
Far away from the life.... All they've ever known.
But they have to live with the anxiety that this dream will never be...
The reality that they'll never see there family gather happily,
They'll never be free... Constantly lost in a fantasy.
Shattered dreams of battered souls console only revenge.
They don't pretend to uphend the living with there tears.
But they send shivers through ears, Hear it?
Unforgiving, resentful, full of hate, unregretable.
Sinful, Hateful, Revengeful.... Unforgetable.
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"....They say those lost in 9-11 had a free ticket to heaven,
But some remain present dreaming of the revenge they'll be getting.
They try to forcefeed the president with evidence of greed...
Pestilence... Bleeding souls festering in the cold gesturing knowingly.
Knowing there souls will never rest unless hopefully he'll answer me...
Anxiously... Impatiently they wait for the question that dances round me...
Its conquering hips smother my weakened lips...
I cant bare this silence no more... I don't even care for this violence anymore...
Mr. President... Why did you go to war when the evidence stood before you?
Instead of forcing lies down our throats, I assure you... honesty is worth more votes.
So from a ghost... Let your people know what you've failed to notice.
Focus on the truth, you can't lose... You may bruise...
But you'll soon heal and yield a fresh start...
Start to feel real and relinquish this terror of you heart...
Now thats so far away but today you can still my shaking lips...
By answering me quick...Why did you fake this?"
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http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=197603
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=194419
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this was some deep deep shit, i felt it all the way man....a poetic rhyme strikes my attention especially when its a hot rhyme like this man, you killed it completely...
Your rhyme scheme was on point, nice flow, THE CREATIVITY is soooooo sick man, very good vocab, you spilled out your feelings and that is a major plus in a rhyme, especially on a topic like this..i did one similar to the war and shit called Static a very long time ago....but, man i cant wait to see another OM come from your direction......
nice work and peace out
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...Check out ADDICTED and The Quietest Night also if you liked this one, both still on the main OM page.
Mixtape thanks for the feed man,
Upp'n...
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yo issue man... i dono dude... this wasnt my most faveroite of yours man... addicted was alot better dude... but still very good man, like i said not top notch but even when u aint on game dude u still come out wit sum killer shit homie...
rhyme scheme was good, like usual, the storyline was awesome, i liked the title man, it kinda told you what it was about but left alot in the dark too... it actually amazed me how a uk dude lik yoself knew so much about tha states man... ya did yo reasearch? ha newayz flow was good, but not as good as i am used 2 u seeing, and the rhyming wasnt as strong as you past ones too... also i did like how you kept the piece a mystery in the first verse there and then gave it away at the end of it... awesome man, u noe i like yo shit so i aint c tha point of givin tha feed, but i will homie... jus pm me when u get sum new shit..
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Thanks man, I know this doesnt seem upt my usual, but I wrote this just ti get the point across...
Thanks for the feed
Upppp
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Yo, this was real tight, good creativity
also scheme and rhymes were great and on point
This drop was all the real joint
it was hot and imaginary and bright
I just want to say this was tight
Lookin forward from another one by you
I know you can have good threads, thats what you do
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Check out ADDICTED in my sig and The Quiestest Night on the main OM page if you liked this,
Upp'n
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See my sig, Sleep'n mu'fuckas!
Come on now, I will try to rtf to all decent feed left... Eventually,
Upp'n.
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Ah, Issue, good to wake up a 6pm in the afternoon and this is the first read i get. It wasn't that bad, and it wasn't that good. Most of your shit seems to be epic and this just kinda fell off the edge a little bit. First of all, I didn't really take interest in the topic you played, so it wasn't really an eye-opener throughout. Second of all, the ending wasn't that good at all, It didn't leave me hanging, nor was my jaw dropped. But, as always, I hope to see more from you, put this piece in the scrapbook. peace.
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this had creativity and it had great rhymes.. i dont know what the fuck Awaken is talkin about.. this topic was good and it caught my attention.. only wit the ghost part.. it was interesting and had good structure.. :) good job
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Thank you Joker, thank you Awaken...
Upp
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COTDAMN this was some hot shit boy... Damn..
Good flow, Good mets,good multies, good everything.
Intell the -Ghost- part had good shit in all but the flow kinda fell of there.. But it was still some hot shit.
I even put a beat up with it, Rap the song to yourself with this beat....
http://fileserv4.soundclick.com/stre...=57253&s=s.mp3
Nice job guys.
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I was going for just saying what I wanted to say in the -Ghost- part, it wasnt really poetic but angry an strong...
Thanks for the feed man, appreciate it, but I dont rap lol.
upp
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good shit dawg i was feelin it.good flow and rhymes..its good homie