Lost Souls...Back Again [[!!TRYOUT!!]]

hey, whaddup fam.......haven't been on in a while.......whats good?

everything below my belt

iight Lost Souls im out my power went out and came bk on so im bout to go get drunkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

whats good crew?

shit just gettin drunk...drinkin dat crown and coke...mmm its yummy...haha..im a madman on the loose!

Im doing a much of nuffin listening to Craig David....

word.I did a new OM with my boy yukmouth check it out and tell me how it is if you can

va who ya tlkin to...

yo wut up crew- ur boy smokey in the house , wheres everyone at?

can ya hit up da battle in my sig fam

aight ill vote fair in ur battle if u vote fair in mine in my sig ok but remember fair

LOL!!!!!! yes...... "fair" ;) :spit:

Yo.. Dawg I Was In Da Original Lost Soulz But I Dropped Cuz I Was One Of Da Last Cats Left But Wassup Wats Da requirements To Get In? Or Just Drop A Freestyle?
Dats If I Can TryOut

Yo Demolish I Remember You I Was Nitemare Back Then Now Im Smokey Do U Remember Me?

And I Aint The Leader Of The Crew But Drop A Tryout And Ill Tell Them To Get At You Ok

This Is An Open Mic I Just Did Like 5 Minutes Ago
If This Counts As A TryOut Then Tell Me If I have To Do A New One....



Demolish Sits Back And Observes The Earth,
Fake Cats Have The Nerve To Disturb The Worth,
Of The Purity That Has Now Submerged,
To Endangerment. Complex, Is How The Mind Works.
Diverse Thoughts Plague Every Verse Dropped,
The Method Caught By Many But Often Rarely Taught.
Revolution Is Scarcely Talked, But Need To Be Walked.
Shoot Ragefully At Our Own, While Our Roots Get Left In White Chalk.
So We Start To Decay At The Bark And Lose The Branches At the top.
We Say We "Down" To The Heart But For Freedom No One Will Pop,
One Shot. Hip Hop, The New Form Of Oppression Played On Mtv.
Mainstream Cats Spray Ignorance For A Fuckin' Spot On BET.
So I Stray From Being Played, And Speak Enlightment In What I say.
So Never Will U Hear This Vibrate Through Resonatin' radio Waves.
Forced To Sing Wat I've Sung, For Da Seed Of Truth Is Planted On My Toung.
So You See, Think About Who's Destroyin' Who U When Blastin' Off Your Gun.
Truthfully We're Placed In A Lybrinth. As they Watch Us Self Destruct.
Your Mind Is The Power, Yet Thoughts Often Speak Corrupt.
U Say"I Just Don't Give A Fuck" Which Means Livin' Is Not Enough,
U Gotta Make It To The Top Sellin Rocks Cockin Glocks, No Matter What,
U Gotta Get Dat Money, All Dat RAW Material Stuff, But You Just,
Destroyin Your Potential To Mentally Elevate. Sensations Escalate,
Like When You Sexually Penetrate, But We Gotta Find Da Sense To Escape,
These Temptational Sharades, Our Social Rights Gettin' Immensely Raped.
We Gotta Provoke The People To Revolt Against These Racist Folks,
That Will Say Anythin To Get Our Race's Vote.

Dats It So Tell Mw Wat Ya'll Think