Ma Fate
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I Get On Stage......
Im on stage, i have stage fright but i dont give a fuck,
im actin all tough, puttin ma buck in da hat,
da DJ plays a beat, n ma opponent start rappin trynna raise da heat,
my turn but then.....
Im stuck, cant think of words that ryhme,
da clock's tickin im runnin outta time,
da words are slowly mergin in my mind,
i openin ma mouth but nuthins comin out, apperently im chokin now,
lost da battle now im fucked especially wen i just spent ma last buck,
got no where to go exept home, mamma gonna kill me wen she sees that im stoned,
my adrenilines movin at da speed of dead mice,
still shocked, i gave it all my thoughts,
on my way out da words are rollin out like dice,
i dont understand, my freestlyes are sick but when it comes for da clock to tick,
im stuck, n then i lose my bucks,
im pullin out ma gun, duno wut im doin, i mean harm to no one,
i put it back in ma jacket,
thinkin bout my opponents weakness,
then i summarize it all n rap it,
''Dis guy looks like a rabbit, with his two stickin out teeth,
as a matter a fact, look at his feet, they fkin smell worse then ham & cheese''
i won da battle now, i gotta defend ma new tittle cuz im not gonna allow some bitch to take it away,
this is ma life, this is ma fate,
i walk in home, see a big file on da counter, its ma credit card debts,
it says i spent 10000$ on airmiles??
thats wierd, da last time i went on vacation was on New Years,
i see another papper on da counter, its from ma girl,
she tellin me its over, she wanted more,
she wanted a bigger house, a faster car,
she wanted to have a family, with a nice backyard,
she said she was happy with me, now i understand all she wanted was the money,
im cryin myself to sleep, recapin da events of da night,
me winnin da underground title,
ma girl leavin me cuz her money was vital,
i chose one of the two which id rather have, n ma chose is crystal clear,
its a pretty simple question.....
what do i chose my girl or my rapping carrer??
n da answer comes in ma head pretty fast, as i look back into da past,
all the stress emotions rappin helped me to rid of,
all da guilt n stress my girl put me in,
ima keep rapping till i die, n ill win every battle that i try,
rappings my fate,
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