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Wasn’t the brightest or the dumbest but school I aint do a lot of it…
I was told Do some thing Positive became a Model Or preacher…
‘Footprints faded’ tell me how am I suppose to ‘follow my leader’…
I just remodel the features, pave a way and make my own lane…
I’m ‘One step near development’ in quest of ‘grown stage’…
I always treated life like driving both ways…
Watch out cuz you can get into a ‘path of anger’ like ‘road rage’…
Get ready for ya showcase but stop if the lights red kid…
Cuz if you dont you’ll get dizzy like being light headed…
Slow down especially when you reach a speed bump…
You aint tryina hurt ya motion you just wanna exceed lumps...
Keep luck cuz even if things get empty like your reached nothing…
Don’t let the trills tempt stick around till the deal end then seek something…
Can’t walk? Well ya real friends a give you support and be crutches…
To ‘Pick you up’ like ‘fork lifters’ so don’t ‘quit’ like ‘forfeiters’…
Things get hard and there’s a conflict just ‘move harsh’ and ‘Walk Bitter’…
Buckle Up when driving down the road of life...
Things get hard knuckle up and go and Fight...
Fufill ya dreams cuz you down to die slow...
Put things up on line outside like dried clothes
N/T= A bullet in ya head
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thinkin clearly aint as easy, when ya missin a piece of ya mind,
cock, click and bang then ya life flashes...feels like ya frozen in time,
blank stare at the barrel of a nine, what kinda situation....
how'd it happen 2 me, thoughts that'd b runnin if ya head wasnt vacant,
must've been mistaken, ya thought this only happend in cinemas,
worst off, ya wont be around to tell tha story, or show tha scars,
N/T = Waiting to Die...
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second tick away as I fulfill life's last minute's
not know when but aware of a close ending
smoke in em got thinking irrationally
Only preparing to be another lost casuality
Hoes asking me questioning my emotion
tell em leave me alone enhale my last smoke in
Know the angles have arrived and the doors open
yet these are black angels prepare to meet the OMEN !
N t..................................../ stolen emotions
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I borrowed yesterday, tethered rope
around the sounds of bettered hopes.
With her emotions in my pocket
the rope followed my letter home.
Watched "I Miss You" come loose,
drop to the bottom of the noose,
tangle my angels in tomarrows
painful times and come to find,
I also mined her sorrows choke.
next topic- Yesterday's News
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da year, 2004...da dae June 06...5:30 in da mornin and already pusHin dem 6riCCz/
Head 6ent ova da CoFFee ta6le...Coke linez travelin tHru His nostrilz wit dollaz rolld tigHter den tootHpiCCz/
gloCC CoCCd, tuCCd in His Jeanz...wrapped wit a 6lue Flag to matCH His wrist/
6uttaFly kniFe still drippn 6lood and staCCz oF 6illz ClenCHed in His Fist/
da rotten CarCass oF a gangsta sprawled Cross da Floor Covered in red From Head to toe/
poCCetz turnd inside out, FaCe 6ruised and tHroat slit aCross da middle..and sHirt littered wit residue oF CoCaine and Hydro/
mornin newz on da television, Fedz still searCHin Fo da killa oF anotHa loCal 6lood gang mem6er..den He wakez up in terror/
tHa dae waz June 07, and da dream waz yestadae'z newz...yet a message aCross His 6edroom mirror-"1, 2, Freddy'z Comin Fo u..." and im watCHin Him Cry From out da window...aint nutHinn 6etta/
I walk away and toss da newzpaper to da ground wit da date readin 6/6/04, laugHin in glee/
Cuz da Fedz lookin Fo da wrong nigga...dey jus dont wanna admit dat da killa waz me.../
N/T da mind oF a pysCHo
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A young nigga taking care of his moms and baby sister not a lot of hope
he was the man of the house until he got locked up for coke
did seven years in the can,
in the meantime his moms is with another man
little sister growing up, knowing much more than her age is
shape is changing and now stepfather touching her places
mom didn't know he was a rapist
and he not working he always late on the payments
They was about to get evicted, him and this niggas sister just finished
moms wasn't home she was in church she real religous
stepfather was sniffing little sister was sniffling
he knew this nigga was getting out today probably coming to kill him
because everytime little sister visited she was always squeling
anyway stepfather was ready he had the semis loaded heavily
worse case he grab the bitch hostage and get away steadily
this nigga kicked the door in and pointed the four in
sister hid under the bed stepfather was corned
sister getting nervous climbed out while shots let off on each side of her
these niggas goin at it didn't even notice sister in the crossfire
cops inquiring and cleaning up checking for clues
and this was all just yesterday's news
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bush wants to make an ocean prayin place
what the fuck, bush u dont care about that osama chase
in sri lanka, a bus hit a mine
dam those people only got on that bus for a dime
Microsoft says windows security is havin flaws
ur telling me my computer at a big virus raw
daryl hannah got stuck in a tree
she only wanted to get down cause she really had to pee
eminem is remakin a tv show about the wild west?
and his song showdown I thought was at a rest
next topic: Hacky Sack (lol kinda ironic i picked that)
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Burkinstock sock hop, hacky Jack
pops up the sack and Jesters back,
Toe stall, those watching notice
the way he holds with such control and all.
Back and forth, quick take concentration,
master the floor, form cooperation.
next topic- Need in the Haystack
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As if the melting pot I lie in this Stack of hay
Mixed amoungst those whose rather I stay
going unnoticed by the cows as they feed
hoping to poke the one with the nost greed
How'd I get here I am not to sure
yet if swollowed it could be harmful to indure
NT................................Deprived of the American Way !
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2 am, and diz nigga jus FinisHed takin His 6raidz down...so He roCCn a Fro/
sippin on sum extra-dry gin, tHinkin 6out rollin up sum dro/
6ut He remem6az He promised His guH dat He wont do dat no mo/
so He jus Headz in da kitCHen and startz Cookin...preparation Fo da CasH Flow/
money on His mind, Cookin on dat grind...and jus lost traCC oF time/
da CloCC readz 4:30am...so He piCCz up His sHyt and leavez to go ColleCt dat dime/
'64 impala ridin slo tHru alleyz, tryin 2 see wat CraCC-Headz He Can Find/
gatHaz da proFit 6eFore He Hearz dem sirenz...Headz Home to Count How muCH He Can sHine/
walkz in da door, and alarm goin oFF, itz already HalF past seven and He late Fo Class/
Hopz in da sHower, Hearz His mom wake up...Hopz out, sayz good mornin and startz searCHin Fo ClotHez to Cover His naked ass/
tHrowz on sum 6laCC Coduroy jeanz, a yello tee, and sum yello CHuCCz wit a small stain From grass/
a 6laCC 6utton up, 6laCC rag, 6lue rag and wHite sox Hat to Cover His puFFy Hair mass/
sCHool Continuez along da dae, e'rytHang seemz to 6e Fine, 6ut He gotta 6ad hunCH/
so He takez a detour tHru da park, and Headz 2 His Car...6linkz onCe and getz 6lindsided wit a quiCC punCH/
Five niggaz wit red ragz on dey FaCe and red Capz on dey Head swingz Constantly at da nigga...da same niggaz He seen walkin round Campus durin lunCH/
He triez 2 FigHt 6aCC, 6ut He dont stand a CHanCe...so He jus endurez it wHile Hearin da 6onez in His CHest CrunCH/
2 Hourz later, He regainz ConsCiousness...and notiCez His poCCetz turnd inside-out/
lookz around...His Car iz gone too...so He getz up pissd oFF, ready 2 sHout/
all da CasH in His possession...gone...His strengtH gone too/
and so iz His ameriCan dream oF makin paper and Holdin down His Crew/
now He aint leFt wit sHyt, exCept Fo da asHes oF a 6andana dat used 2 6e 6lue...
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oH, sHyt ma Fault..i Fo got next topiC......
ummm....
N/T: lost glory
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lost glory
is a story
your gay
get slayedd
topic:why is dope so dope ...lmfao..
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you're not, and no one wants to write to that so i'll just go ahead and give the next person a topic - 8/11/01
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I am muliplying diving then subtracting the time I have salvaged
Feeling misplaced by the cause and effect my mind is ravaged
It takes 8 minutes for me to begin to comrehend times justification
And out of 11 seconds she stood there puzzled with no gratification
One person could have made the choice and one vote decided her past
Time flys again straight from the 70's it went by to damn fast
This new world held too many thoughts to hold inside her soul
With no goal, she's left strangled by words that where never told
next topic: I have something for sale
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This is Hip-Hop's Petty WeStraw
A monster in the Booth not incorporated with penstroke
Catch me in the streets greeting my kinfolk with hand justure's
I'm thankfull for only the day's that the Lord blessed us
I got a hustle but it's my mind I keep it like a loaded nine
or yai under the dresser opening shop when and wherever
no matter the weather
black streets white chalk and yellow tape they'll be a murder
bullet hole in ya earloab's the flow was the shell casing
got ya crew at the repass in ya mom's basment
back and forth pacing the room consuming liquor
thinking of they best verse that could fuxk with that nigga
NT..........................Loud Silence
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in this black and white room the roof look like a ref
wit the screams of nothing, my ears turn def
hitting my drums my mind starts racing and panning
i start to cut my edge's like my brain was manning
i try to stand and excape from this violence, but i fall
hitting my head agains the fluffy white padded walls
my arms curled up now, and the floor i do roll
i cant wait to stab my ears, not a needle, a pole
no more of this can i take, my mind cant consume
its so loud the voices, cant controll the volume
nuthing is here for me to start up sum violence
i fight wit my self, im defined by the silence
next:....alone at sea
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The waves sound overwhealm me as I sat alone at sea
As if Tom Hanks nobody but my ball's and me
stirking the water with percision paddling frantic
Sinking are my thoughts and emotions ship sunkin Titanic
Envisioning the world as I sea nothing but water
Hungry , Hot, and botherd, trying harder to go farther
The further I go only seems like the Further I get
Sea Sick I see the JAWS of life and said fuck it I QUIT
NT.............................Arriving In NO MANS LAND !
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Where the sun meets deception
the best we can seem to reach,
is the release of complection...
No man's land seems to be
the lands of political correction.
next topic- Dead Lillies
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Walking through the graveyard, cold and chilly,
Passing by tombstones, and dead lillies.
A state of mental slavery, packaged slopply,
A generation of memories, wiped out arrogantly.
Minus the bullshit, life is fine,
Walking done memory lane, got a flashback this time.
Next: Japan
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I'll rest my head on a freshly
bled D day for the sake of being ready,
cover her eyes, lovers break
under the blind of kamakazi.
Waves ripple over the docks,
this is not a day this is a paradox;
Awake in the water cough
and saw the craters rape abroad.
next topic- Sexual Preditor
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wandering eye's watch the curves of underage women
anticipating the move of the jello beneath the denim
waiting, wanting, yearning for a piece of the fresh meat
as he stares houndingly as if showing his teeth
prepared for the long awaited penatration
without hesitaing he overlooks fact of incarceration
After completing the process of turning young women to sex objects
he has yet to realize the reality behind the logics
NT..............................Hard Pill Soft Swallow !
(in reference to people saying that's going to be a hard pill to swallow)
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A major loss in my life occured tonight
it's like a lil kid when he fell off hsis first bike
or like a balla who just scratched his fresh mike's
or that man wit no lincense getting taken from the stop light
I't not right and it's going to be a hard one to swallow
but no problem for me as long as I have a bottle
Problems get guzzled as thoughts are muzzeled
when that Hard Pill to Swallow seems to be TROUBLE.
Nt. .........................Army Drafting U
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didnt sign up, but ya names been mentioned,
asked ta' "line up", ya gettin called to attention,
tryin 2 imagine yaself as a troop,
army suit....
....camoflage, helmet and army boots,
seems like yestaday, yu would hold dads hand,
now ya find yaself armed...in "No Mans Land",
N/T....signing away ya soul
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it gives our personality, allows us to pass time,
promised immortality....
....in return for gods gift to mankind,
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read tha contract..."without your soul your lost in time",
so eagor to live, we find ourselves inking the dotted line,
its a done deal, ya waiting,being patient,
then it hits you.....your now empty...ya vacant,
N/T...The Truth
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amassing conspiracies can cloud peripheral vision,
but a steady hand can make a revealing incission,
skin the bullshit facade after you've gutted it,
look for a flourescent dot amidst the fabricated darkness of the yawning pit,
but seek thoroughly 'cause what often looks like light should be the subject of heavy derision,
seek thoroughly and soon you might be apt to make a decision,
at the same token, what frequently surfaces as something uncouth,
could be the hard to stomach absolute truth.
next topic: trends.
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The desk exects slit their wrists
and kiss the pie charts continents.
Carbon copy hearts embark on
the art of true efforts pawns.
They'll follow the arrows
until the day the path narrows,
and they start to point there...
Down a flight of stairs.
next topic- Never Ending Hallway
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into oblivian noticing the hallways long streatch
It's like the longest thread ever as if elastic text
As I walk my shoes clunk the marble floors
Only takeing forever to reach this unseen door
I walk , jog,and even sprint to my own demeaning
It's like the walk will never end the hallways preceeding
NT.............................Deprived of the Prize !
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As they open up the envelope, I already thought up my acceptance speech
mentioning everybody, through in some quotes to make it extra deep
the host opens it, pauses then he gasps for breath
the niggas name he reads out was everybodys last guess
I looked across at all the other nominees that got their dreams killed
Oh well, i still almost won an oscar for an adult film
nt lost in the dessert
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The torment of the heat as it ravishes my body
providing only more as it's entirity start's rotting
yearning for a drink not even a whole cup
just 1 drop of rain would be mere luck
As my feet collide wit the sand
I collapse as if Tony Braxton
...........................will I ever breath again .
NT...........................Captured By Terrorist !
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the terrorist looks at me hard
i think you a lil retard
after this in this land you gunna be bard
his face all ripped and scard
i can take him and be a hero
the states crazy in groud zero
he grabs me i can smell his B.O
i swing for him bang its a K.o
NT.......1st kiss
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come on untouchable show your interlect
cause that verse doesnt show one's true colours....
....................it shows you as a reject.
you can't rap you didnt earn that record....
you wont battle anymore....................
..............because a loss you cant afford...
am i right of course im right..................
.......i'd beat you hands down of course im right...
KINDA' PUNCHY TOPICAL....
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????"Tha Problem"
Hit the door open due to anger
I throw my jacket at a hanger
Temper gets me into trouble
I fell like I need to get into a bubble
Cops looking for me day in and day out
I just wanna shoot up and shout
Call out a open MC to beat
I'll die at the site of defeat
I decide to charge em
Only cuz they became the problem
NT......Gone And Forgotten
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I used to run that shit, but that shit, got too crazy for me,
But now I run from it, from this shit, I got a tendancy,
To choose the wrong path, now I'm gone and forgotten,
Leaving my home, my clothes, now moth-infested and rotten,
A stranger in my home town, like a Ward of the State,
Recieving love from none, everyone's turning to hate,
I turn to my family, my way out, to my father and mother,
Some stranger answers, I don't even recognise my own brother,
I'm the reject of the world, and I'm losing my mind,
And now I'm begging the rich, the poor, the evil and the kind,
NT... Gangsters Paradise
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dude i live in a gangster paradise
my whole life depends on a pair of dice
my homies, ma crew, ma crack heads
ma gangsters colours are black and red
gettin shot up on the block
even wanking in a tube sock
isnt nothin like ma hood
fuck yall, ye im talkin to you bloods
even you crips
laughing at you as your blood drips
this is ma hood aint nothin yours
step in ma hood youl have a bloody nose
NT..... wanksters paradise
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Crips, Bloods, gangstas and all ghouls
come equipped with the nine mili or you life will get revoked
not to provoke, but to get you with an understanding with this flow
if you think you big ballin with black cards that shit will cost you your dough
just get it cause its all so simple
catch a out-of-towner slippin that slug will pierce them in their temples
and i'm not sayin this shit to butch up and try to be crazy
i'm just givin you the info of what the streets made me
with a fatherless pass, the streets raised me
but i dont let money go to my head so them keys wont crave and make me
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erm........police
the police suck they suck hard
thinkin they above the law fuckin tard
they are gay as hell i hate them all
slammin niggas against the wall
i dnt care for them
spit in there face with flem
ha u aint so big now are you
u lil joke u fsackin jew
NT.....virgins :)
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virgins.... pussy poetry
thought i'd do a topical, to land my five hundredth post
and to do it about virgins, the topic i like to spit about most
yeah i like to get close... to a virgins pussy and lick it
and carress that shit for a while, before i stick my dick in
but not before two fingers, then a third for good measure
just to give her a taste, before she recieves the pleasure
nt- the muff dive
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i lay the puns sly so all these punks die/
goin' all crazy about it like ya mom,givin' her a muff drive/
bitch neva lets my nuts dry,like it rough i neva let my junk slide/
it was eitha her arms squeezin' me or her cunts tight/(nawww)
decided to stick it up high,and try'ed to take it out befo' the rubber bust,right/
the sex was rich yeh, but it wasn't nuttin' compared to the money i spent/(6 cents)
didn't wanna have this fuckin' sluts baby coz shes ugly as sin/
and everytime shes smilin' more, i think of havin' tah pay child support/
plus then ya pops'll find out about this,get my ass whopped and then file divorce/
fixed her ass up for a while and then got her on her knees/
then started eatin' her pussy like i never thought tah bother about the yeast/
then took the rubber off and stuck it in her vagina like i forgot about disease/
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next topic: Columbine High School Massacre
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oh c'mon bitches thaz an awsome topic
