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This song has played...in a distant memoray.
An old friend of meh, kissed meh, then sayd.
Take me to a place, hate jis', doesn't exist.
If I wasn't such a prick, could'a had this bitch.
But now, the flow of the show, holds her tone.
Melody memories...please come back home...
Next Subject : Unsigned Hype
every nigga with a flow is unsigned hype
freestyle in cafeteria let my pencil play the mic
let the table make the beat,breath in and exhale words unrecited
if the rhyme make niggas scream, they reaction make me write it
unsigned, cuz of businesses design,to make carbon copies of every niggs in the biz that ever had a minute to shine.
Hopefully they recognize
Young talent and fresh vibes
Positve flows that show
Evidence of hype thats unsigned
n/t conscious rap - radio and video ply time or bummy friends ka freeloaders
there is no doubt in my mind that krs-1 can really flow
but ask who bought his c.d ..i bet they say no
is it because concious rappers are deep for the shallow
are we tired of seein are problems comeback like a 5 o'clock shadow
i want give the knowledge that is in my bone marrow
but it seems the teens minds are too narrow,... feel me
n/t that ill probably respond to is darfur
my scam is find a way to spam into ham
in other words make money out of grams
water from wine i went to healthy food from swine
i went from blasphemy to recitin scriptures of the divine
i went negative to somethin better than pessimist
my out look onlife for now is truely progressive
truly selective an objective wake you out yo slumber
and if you need me service ask for my number
since im the only one n/t topic for me is the next topic
Topic: Shit That Happend
Chick got her eyes folded...blinded to the comfort i could've gave...
The guy who bout 2 get her damn man...he got it made/
Stand tall, I am tough i cant let them tears fall...
Block everyone out of my ear gotta put up that great wall/
It spirals down from the point where theres no return...
more experiance got no time for minor issues...lesson learned/
Gotta be a man of my words theres no holding back...
to her i am gone wit the birds and i am just satein straight facts/
The so called friend who took my place...
after the seasons over i cant look u in the face
NEW TOPIC: Endless Nights
I'm seein' nothin' but endless nights and even longer days //
Blowin' haze with an empty mind and a glossed over gaze //
When you left it's easy to see, you took all of me //
You might think it's for the best but I'm dyin' can't you see //
You never really cared, so why would you start now //
Ya know what in spite of you...I'ma put this gun down! //
Next: Keepin' it real.
What else can I do but stay true to who I really am //
I don't do drugs, but I drop knowledge by the grams //
I came from the midwest & I'm still reppin' to the fullest //
Rockin' the yankees hat gets me looks like I'm foolish //
Been die-hard since '96 no one can doubt my honor //
Oh and just so all ya'll I AM Derek Jeter's baby mama //
Been in love with #2 since back in the seventh grade //
That's 6 year deep been amazed since I first saw him play //
I'm just short of an obsession, ah hell who am I kiddin //
This is the first step: I AM OBSESSED, I ADMIT IT //
LOL...yeah, I really am kinda obsessed haha....but ya I was very bored!
Next: Dealin' with death
Dealin wit death ugh no cKuz i stay in a vest/
Get it how u live wen yu cKome from da ject5/
All for re5pect i'll body ya man5 ju5 fo da 5et/
We ride dat 5 drop bomb5 on da 6/
so who takin a lo55 shorly not da dawg's/
dem pu55y mufucKa'5 tryin ta do da c walk/
but u wont see em walk all u gon see is chalk/
B's ^ c's down real talk mufucKa/
Next:wen shots fire
When shots fire 5kinny man retires
Cries out loud he hurt his leg in fires
Tires from running his fat ass drops
Longs for a paper, to create topical flops
n/t Glasshouses & thier Occupant.
This fucking rock, man, its givng me a hardtime/
inside this glass house it is too much shine/
i realign myself, and bam theres the shit again/
always dropping down as i relinquish on my sins again/
It fits to win, but to lose and be a better man/
Would save me from throwing stones, and slitting incisions in my hand/
My plan is like a Safe haven, craven to Save me from this Haven/
So i stand tall until this House Caves in.
Next Topic -- Slit Wrists
Grippin' the blade, thinkin' of the decision made..
Stop second guessin', pussy.. Invision the pain..
Picture your wrist bleedin', and Dwell on the past..
Run it across once.... the sting'll be gone fast..
Even my mind hates me, what kinda life is this..
I can't control myself, it's startin' to get vicious..
I'm sick of this, maybe my mind is bein' true..
My death would be quick.. and who's around to see-it-through?..
The blade kisses my wrist, the steal pinches the skin..
It tears through and bites my veins, the pain is sickenin'..
I bite my lip, and grip the knife.. Slashin' away..
Thinkin' back on all the shit that happened today..
I look down at my arm, to see what I've done to myself..
Just some minor imperfections, no need to find-help..
My blood is mesmorising, as it drips, and it splashes..
My eyes roll back into my head, and I'm gaspin'..
Breathin' heavy, as my heart thumps through my chest..
Then it stops, and I drop.. My thoughts pushed me to my death..
Next Topic - Workin' for minimum wage, for 48 hours a week.. and needing to keep the job, as you're broke!
Shit topic, Next topic : Vail of Dreams.
I behold my Vail Of Dreams
Listening to victems scream
Thinking of the pain they feel
Holding the fake from the real
Fighting the demon's that I hate
Slaughtering a Vail Of Fate
No one is alive on this glamidy
Driving me to insanity
N/T FireWall
my mind is intense, in the zone im hell bent
the warning's been sent, been shown my intent,
like a bomb im on target with the speed i decend
my mind dosnt break or inflate infact it bends,
im the king im the man where i stand
all alone weapon of choice is a mic in his hand,
im the virus the trojan who dont die from a fall
im immune so in tune lets assume inside is a firewall,
i break down with one strike you ignite all ya like
but my sound on the mic is like death from a knife,
the firewall is in parts ya defence is destroyed
how much it must smart even bill gates is annoyed.
No topic Nt// Narcalepsy.
Topic Narcalepsy
I aint never sleep so dont get it screwed
Wish man once told me do what u get to do
So i aint never sleep when i get bricks to move
People poppin off they dont know that i am packing
Might be put into a permanent sleep if i am slacking
Nowdays everyone wants to be gangster but not the
problems that come with it
Narcalepsy aka hood crack chronic moving fatigue
So think next time when u want to be me!!!!!
N/T Memorys
topic - memorys!
in the back of my head i keep seeing the gd times,
like the time when u didnt care about the speeding fines,
said it was just the thrill of going so fast on that road,
i remember how our friend ryan got the nickname toad,
they were all gd times and im sad to see them past,
but the thing is u shudnt have been goin that fast,
i get flash backs off u not wearing your seat belt,
but i remeber hearin u screaming when ur skin melt,
u shud have worn that seatbelt n maybe i wudnt be here,
standing at your grave stone, sad but i know ur still near,
those were all gd days but im locking the door with the keys,
leaving the tradigy behinde from now on there all just memorys!
N/T - being accused for murder!
Murder
I'll tell 'em I didn't do it, but I'm black so I'm dead
Feel like it's Alice in Wonderland, quick to cut off a nigga head
I seen what all went down, but snitches ain't worth shit
They moms was like a flatchested stripper, she was a worthless bitch
Now if I would have done the deed, it would have been better planned
I'd tell ya in 4 words, but forreal you wouldn't understand
Judge tried to pull rank, tell me "Your Time Is Up"
Callin for Johnny Coc., but he's dead so i'm fucked
O.J I am not, all that drama is filthy
But before I plee my case, jury already found me Guilty!
Next Topic: The Love of Hip Hop
When I hear a track on the radio, i stand up and vibe
start thinkin what does nas mean? hip hop is alive
True, the games got too much of this snap music
But we got that crack music and nobody uses it
I got stacks at home, and when i reach into the fourth bag
To my surprise, I find a double XL and a Source mag
So yeah ill admit it, i love hip hop more than my money
Ill take a new CD over green and i aint being funny
n/t-when people dont leave a n/t
No Topic
I'm looking for something to say, but this bitch before ain't tell me
Guess i'll have to stand on my own, tell my feet don't fell me
Words process on the page, one letter after the next
Do the right thing, dumbshit leave a topic in respect
Yea, hip hop is a free world, but the rules are unwritten
Think of the illest of the ill, but yet that rhyme stays unspitten
Reasons of being, are to provide the hype
AFTER YOU FINISH YA RHYME LEAVE A TOPIC IIGHT?
N/T: Death in The Family
DEATH IN THE FAMILY
a bright, beautiful day, as though it seemed
a nightmare it ended, though it began a dream
my eyes swelled up,confusion arising
as my brother dies, a part of me is dying
as a child, to me, death was unseen
it was never thought of, till he died, then it came clean
now i count my days, though they're already numbered
and i wonder, how would it be if i had my brother
motherfucker, it sucks, words cant explain
how a death in the family, changes everythang
next topic---do or die---next topic
DO OR DIE
i had 100000 grand stashed up in a brief case,
eitha i gave up or my family died so i delived 2 tony place,
he put a gun 2 my head and told me 2 swear i wuldnt tell,
i had 2 say yes and on my feelings i had 2 dwell,
went home didnt say a word 2 my wife,
she knew sumthing was up n she says"wats rong wif ur life"
i new i swore but i just had 2 tell her it was unberable,
i spilt da secret wifowt thinkin i new me n my concious r inseprable,
next thing i new a red dot was thru da window,
hea da sound of a gat and on da floor i saw da blood of my wife flow
n/t ummm 50 cent lol
Why'd you have to diss everyone you met?
Why'd you have to release the Game?
Why are your colleagues another puncline in your song?
Why?
Why did you have to use pawns as your crew?
They were the dudes closest to you.
Why?
Why were famed and acclaimed artists targets?
Why did you take shooting practice on them?
50 Cent, you're a phony.
NT - Raining/Crying - Except.
It's raining Because God Is Shedding Tears
For all of the past 1,000 years
had only led us hear
2006, 2000' sick
so much shit,
so many dead men
so many men given men head
so many crooked Feds
and Thugs puttin otha brotha's in tha pen
So much power in tha Pen
It's InkCreditable
My life has got me street Credit,
Nigga's look at me As a General
I am Taking Over, Not Taking Orders./
Get down, or Get Out.
N/T
The End of Time.
we all waitin for him to return the supposed messiah
seekin the signs, pretendin to be baptized by fire
blessed to have superstition, callin religion true faith
but without slavery would we have been shown christ' face
purple haze blazin,in outerspace faced but functionin'
goin through a phase, amazed at how this world got me thrust in sin
trust that in end they'll be nothin left but who He's chose
revelations say they all shall be cloaked in white clothes
i guess since wear black and i lack spiritual zeal
and the fact that i chillax with all the vices known to steal...
a woman soul, a womans fate even her place, purpose and promise
and the the price she pays more expensive than benni hanas
since before the days of nostrodamous people been waitin for signs
that signifies that this shall be the end of our time
n/t 9/11 conspiracy
911 Real or Fake?
Two towers fall down, but 4 planes come crashin'
Two planes dissappear, I'm wonderin how this shit happen'
Never heard of buildings fallin' because of fire, steel bars will remain
The commiter of the crime tells all, now that's strange
Send a tape in like try outs for The Real World
It had to be Osama, please let's get real world
One person shouts one thing and all follow in ranks
Take my Aunt to Afganistan for nothing, Good going bush seriously Thanks
Hope with all the gases prices going up, it will fill up ya banks
And N.Orleans stays under water, while our president sits back and wanks :jerkoff:
911 didn't add up, like 2 + 2 = more than 4
Guess we fuckd up with presidents but who really wanted Al Gore? :jerkoff:
N/T Murder of your own parents
Whats left to drive me from nuetral and continue?
hitting suicide from the usual venues I run into?
Been too afraid for a minute, a spark could end it.
Its not that I'm scared of the dark, its whats in it.
The closest to you leave the biggest scars, mines self-inflicted,
If I find my way towards the stars, then I'll help the sickness.
Bottled up, screwed on the cap, chucked in the sea,
Someday when I snap, you'll see, I'm my own worst enemy, because
its not that I've been known or I'm prone
to postpone my emotions, its just I'm alone.
I'm a clone to depression, compression of balance,
that leaves me a collection of confusion and malice.
An illusion or perfection in perception of the blind,
combined with the direction of keeping so sublime.
Sunshine sometimes falls with the rain,
this pain will unwind if I ever become insane.
you have to leave the next topic faggot.
fuck it.
N|T Drowning.
Swells overwhelm my emotion.
The sea cascades my spirit.
Waves reign in from all angles.
And all hopes look faded.
Blah blah couldnt be ass'd rhyming.
Next Topic = Coming out of my Shell.
comming out of my shell..
like a hermet crab my social mask is my shell.
humble cause im great when lyrics dispell...
im taking over. everyone displaying talent.
i mise well. contender like an assailent.
give you your time in the lime an thought.
some suck and i gotta start just so they stop.
vicious, malicious seeming unsuspicious.
i can appall u, when i flow so attroacious.
expealidocious, u mixed matched. go fish..
i'll be taking that role of host with the mostest.
oops my bad next topic
on stage
On Stage
made movies, played roles, light camera to action.
placed in manifested casings the mirrored walls showed no passion.
reflection of you.. such a lost meanings in act.
switched to full gruntel to show how the meaningless fall back.
shackled to the ground, plastered with drama.
"its bad luck to make a foolish wish" is what i was told of karma
picket trails along picket cells derail in a single pale
crailed into a single shell and always forever hidden; creeped looking pail.
so the veins of memoirs flood through a dime mirror
that shatters into its past to bing a present into the future of color
black and white paintings fall to the ground; sound break
SHH!.....
so you must hush for this moment as the happiness always arrives so late.
Next Topic:
Commercial Free: Black and White
Why does most shit today stay, a black and white issue?
It's got more to do with class, than facial tissue.
But everybody's gotta be hard, and try to fuckin diss you.
This is commercial free, no interruption, don't get a miss-que.
But I'm-a-shine some light on what makes even less sense.
We got Christians and muslims killin people and both clamin non-violence.
Christians blowin up clinics holdin signs that say "pro-life"
Muslims spreadin their ways to the west using a bloody knife.
Most of todays problems can be solved out in the sand box.
Teach our kids to hold black and white hands....
....instead of chrome with the hammer cocked.
Next Topic: Thumb Tacks
see the posters on the wall...put em there wit Thumb Tacks...
used em to put my shelves up...Tacked in my Gun Racks...
so many uses...use em right...use em wrong...
use em to push play...use em to choose the song..
reinforce a picture...you could use em like a nail...
no hammer required...not in enuff...they just might fail...
so make sure you push em in...like a dick in a chick...
you can put em in any wall...sometimes theyll stick into brick!!!
they fix almost anything...they the Duct Tape of Walls...
ill just stab ya wit a Thumb Tack...Fuck hating ya'll!!!!!!!!
Guess I have to make my own topic aye:
Bittersweet Symphony:
Trumpets of sarrow play through the shallow waters
Drums beat like a bleeding heart after the slaughter
Pains fills the cup of this Bittersweet symphony
Only jesus can sure the pain caused by sinning me
Only a hero can save us, I will not stand here and wait
For I will not end one's dreams of beholding their fate
Calling all cars within the hour of this parades grasp
Thinking and dreaming of the future and the one's past
And i know it's a lie. but I love the people that retreat
From the war they volunteered to join, so bittersweet
Next Topic: Falling Apart Cold.
Im Feeling The Wind Blow These Trees..My Body Slowing Down Hitting A Freeze..
Blood Running..Aint Nothing..Typical Concoction..Hearing Soft Wimpers And Please's..
My Thoughts Delayed..Feeling My Soul Slipping Away..Begging For The Sunlight..But Not Seeing The Rays..
Darkness Falls.. Watching The Lights Dim..Im Terrified Of Him..In My Prime But Ready To Die Day These Days..
Limbs Starting To Stiffen..This Is Where The plot Thickens..You Watch My Demise..As I Freeze From The Outside..
The Scene Intensifies.. I Wish For Skittles So I Could Atleast Taste The Rainbow..Because In The Clouds It Hides...
Lord Knows I Got Enough Scars On My Resume..
Numbness Approaches..Wondering If Im Gonna Die All The Rest-Of-May..
My Fingers Still Itchin As I Fall Into the pastence..
Will They Speak Of ME With A Half-sense..Not Knowing..I Paved My Way To Lay Down My Half-cents..(2 cents)..
I Dont Know If thats What The Cat Above me Was Talking Bout But N/t...REVENGE
Revenge; gimmicks and childplay
smoothly trailing my fingers on through
while i slowly reminisce of the scenes of you
claborring my mind with such essence
leaving me in wishes of you standing in kissing presence
placed on a cold boulder; colorado is close
bu tyet so far; defining the means of you and i the most
i picka topic to write on; yet i crumple my paper
telling myself it aint perfect; yet nothing is perfect only better
later in these situations i manufacture a mission
of you ALL ABOARD; a lone trip for you through hugs and kisses
please stand up for i did you wrong
i know my mistake; your revenge is placed
.....tis' why i sing you this song.
NEXT TOPIC:
Clone Emphasis; pat me on the back
It's Typical In The Topikal..Trying Different Types Of Topics..
Those Short On Terms And Focus..Are Left Pulling Out their Pockets..
Gotta Match Method??..Double ME A CLONE Immediately To Help Search A Phrase..
Repeatidly Causing Meta-Might..Surprisingly Short Delays..
Enable A Certain Snicker..When The EMPHASIS Is Insight..
Cheering For A Finish..When My Clone See's Day Light..It's An Instant De-Light..
Figures The Hocus Pocus Is A Job Of Determined Minds..
Twice the DOC's Viture.. Deployed Among these Lines..
Set To Settle The Sound Of Walking With Myself..My EMPHASIS On Clones
It's Better with The Duo.. Because I Couldnt Handle-this-Alone..
N/T......Savior