yo, im gonna hit ya with a lil lyrical shit
No doubt with my flow i can make it a hit,
I spit all day and dream all night
One day ima over come this racial fight,
In the industry eminem is makin his name
But on the street white boys cant be in the game,
They call me elvis and call me vinilla ice
Fuckin shit man i cant be dealin with the strife,
When the lights go out the rappers come out, its night
Battlin becomes the game, time to fight,
Each word ya gotta get right
Cause if ya dont ya rep gonna be blown outta sight,
I aint lost on street but my name stays the same
Hey white boy i cant remember ya name,
I dont just wanna gain fame i wanna be respected
I wanna slide into the game i aint gonna be rejected,
I said this way back at start
My verse's were lookin like a work of art,
I use to sit down and write shit for hours
Pen in hand lettin rip creating lyrical showers,
Now i can just walk around the streets takin information
every lil thing gives off a lil inspiration,
I dont write my shit no more, some say thats my floor
But i think its my ticket out the hood and through the door,
Its gonna take time i know that yo
But the hood gettin bad gotta move on man i gotta go,
One day i know ill get respect
I understand i havnt done what i said just yet,
If they dont wanna give it to me then ima take it
Im fed up with them man they shit just basic,
I got talent deep down and alot of heart
I cant wait to show off my lyrical spark,
Im ready to explode bitch like dynamite
Light the end of the rope bitch and say goodnight.
Holla.
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