I ask ma self....by:~Joe Budden~
Welcome every 1, 2 my 1st piece on OM imma try an hope 4 honest and real feed back plz b honest, an no freeposting please.
this song is about me, a lil of rap , an our life today plz enjoy :thumbup:
I ASK MA SELF.... By: ~Joe Budden~
[Chours2x] so i ask ma self ware had da life of rap gone?(and?)
wy rappers who spit bout Love, respect, are far gone?,(But wat?)
i guess as a rap community, we all die, or end up in closed Facillites,
an end up facin 15 to life in caged jails, cuz we exchanged rap 4 pieces,
but at da end of da week, dwn on ma knees lookin 4 answers....so u no
i got ta ask ma self.....
[Verse 1] yo...i live in a life ware,
Nursery rymes, got no meanin, hungary bitches on block still feenin,
ware blood aint thicker, den water, an ware da word "Care" has no meanin,
so in a state of mind, Lyrics is ma only escape, rap was da life i lived,
a Gods gift, neva Hesitated ta pull on, Got shot but neva got Did,
straight extermination, of hatas leads ta hard agression,
always caged pysically, but metally in deep rap Isolation,
wrapped in 4 wooden walls da kept me in tight submission,
16 years came an gone, ppl growin up ery thing dat a kid missin,
but i got ma own world, ware a place ware a mouth chats,
but in da end no gun claps, or c dead bodies layed flat lik "Welcom Mats",
insted of a pistol, remains a pen, write good enough hav a voice of 10,
no backs ta bend, no depts ta lend, a place ware women Mcs r equal ta men,
i guess its time 4 every 1 ta respect life, or die by da knife,
like God, is really Light, da source of ma might?, so i.....so i...
[chours2x]
[verse2] yup..so 1nc again..
ppl R dyin, Priests turnin in ta liars, REal shocks still happinin,
lik Jay-z retirin, no shots firin, old skoo life of rap is wa im desirin,
so i ask ma self, is life worth, descretin?, dissapperin,
keep ma life an all emotions in, ta keep me frm feelin,
but sum say wen i hit da mic im mo abusive den "Ike Turner",
who went crazy, an "Hit Man" in stead of "1" i blasts wit 2 "Burners",
but dey all wrong, imma complex indivisual, who seeks Himself,
always alone, away, insight almost far gone, killed an even Left "50" delt,
ha ah..jus playin, its currupition, an deep sorrow i suffer,
messed up so much i even prayed dat b4 me ma Dad should of used a Rubber,
but i cnt blame me, ma self, or da degree of ma heat,
its da inside me ma spirit, ma mind ma tru self i got ta defeat...so i
so i..... get on ma knees hopin all ma dreams of gettin descovered,
lik a arkeological find, wa i had lost, in da past ma mother help me recover..
so i.....
[chorus2x]till fade
(this goes out 2 ma mother who been wit me through it all i love er an 2 all da freinds i made on here thanks fa helpin an bein a freind..peace....)
My 2 links...
http://rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=215064
http://rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=215016
