http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=274409 - mc pyro
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=274934 - killa kolab
This is a topical with 4 of my homiez. please give your opinion and leave good feed..
$hineDope
The Homeless
no HOME, not a damn thing to call my OWN/
all day on the SIDE OF THE ROAD/
TRYIN TO GET STONED/
SURVIN ON CRUMBS i guess im gonna DIE IN THE SLUMS/
you really think this is the life that i WANT/
No.................
i tryed to be WHAT yall wanted me to BUT/
i got pushed BEAT UP and SHOVED/
even swallowed some BLOOD/
JUST B-CUZ they all think they ABOVE/
anybody in the world classified as a SCRUB/
HUH.......................
im so humble i couldnt hate you even if you LAUGHED AT ME/
learn that from my grand PAPPY/no matter what you act CLASSY/
even at the BOTTOM/
even in the DIRT/
everybody's got PROBLEMS/
just hope they dont get WORSE/
u gotta play it CAUTIOUS/
u gotta make it WORK/
cuz if you DONT you'll go BROKE/
have'm knockin at ya front DO/
ready to REPO everything HE OWN/
and then before u KNOW hes just another out in the COLD/
Devils Diamond
A Inmate on DeathRow
Lookin down my path witnessing only the mistakes i choosed
..wondering what was white n black in this race-ta-lose..
let me take you back and i'll replay my moves..
Started off Blinded by Light itself, because at age 12 i was raised in hell
makin sure they taste the blade that made em phade n swell, or re-arrange em' with the semi shellz.... they yelled..
it's sad ta say but my rage i displayed too well... now a new day.. i'm engraved in cellz
Cuz can't no man Age n Subtract Younger, Makin my own Prey Attack Otherz..
untill they needed BodyBagz for the Exact Number..so there was no need ta Pray for the Ransacked Motherz
no need ta Repent my Decisions, cuz nothing could eva make the Dead the Livin'
So i suppose all that is Said is my Visionz.. cuz my eyes only see Red..
Knowing now that my outcome is a Head ta Head Collision..
Coun't except the Evil dreamz, Sick of waking up still hearing the people scream
Knowing now what Needz to Be, And that's my death cuz i made soulz leave early
This is thoughtz of a man on Death Row, the date is set, N yet i withstand my own struggle
D-day will come and i'll still roll humble..knowing its all a lie so, my chest froze my inside's slow, so my soul crumbled...
Word...
Carnivorous
My Only Weakness
A Story of My Defeat
My structure free from imperfection, youthful like I was a 21 year old
I was a man of burning passion but now my blood has never felt soo cold
I’ve had my share of women, I’ve tasted the rivers of every nationality
They all looked soo healthy, I never thought something would strip my invincibility
Loving the release of their virginity, flowing down their soft, sensual body
I always said, “F*ck the rubber”, I never bothered to ask for ID
Now I wish I had been a lot smarter because I’m losing this battle to HIV
My energy depleted, why has my strength abandoned my white blood cells
My heart overwhelmed with regret, as my nostrils miss the way a Trojan smells
Looking back, I was stupid to allow my adolescent to become soo wild
I pray to God every night begging and hoping my sickness has infected my child
And as I gaze into her innocent eyes, my heart swells to be by her side
But I can feel deaths cold finger tips griping my soul, I can no longer hide
Everyone says to “be strong and fight”, but honestly, why should I even bother
I have brought chaos to my family; my daughter must now grow up without a father
And looking back at my past, I have hatred for my thick penis and stiff erection
As my face now looks lifeless and the colors begin to fade from my complexion
But even though my demise is close at hand, of the time, I try to make the most
Holding back the tears as my child tells me I look like Casper the friendly ghost
She is soo beautiful and her smile is that of an angelic being, she hands me some Reese’s
I can feel that my heart has broken; yet, I find it meaningless to pick up the pieces
For some reason my saliva tastes different, as I spit up blood that floods my lungs, into my cup
I ask my little girl for a hug and told her to “take care of mommy”; I knew my time was up
Her eyes began to swell as she jumps into my arms; I can the fading of her heart beat
As the last things that came into my ears were “I love you daddy, I’m coming with you” followed by a beep….
Bonita died in her father’s arms seconds after her father passed away. She died of heart failure that was passed on from her father’s disease. May God watch over their souls while they sleep together in peace…………….
The Funky Drunk
Life As a Orphan
walking the rusty path lookin through dusty glass ... /
wonderin where my family went .. the time must be past /
i know im never gonna find it but i search for acceptance /
no-one can ever assume what loves worth when ya desperate /
it just hurts like a deathgrip thats tightly grasped around my neck /
parents head sliced off one chop .. fuckers never found the rest /
now i roam the streets aint no place to sleep /
i hang with the devil the drug dealers and the faceless creeps /
i wish i had something .. that would make me smile /
maybe memories ..shit .. hold on this could take a while /
damn i lead a fucked up life .. not to mention it shows it speaks /
nightmares all thats left .. awake when i go 2 sleep /
i dont expect you to relate nobody knows my pain ... /
im resurecting all my hate .. steadily goin insane /
