im a rapper (REAL NAME) feedback
This foo' acts like he wants to deal w/ some Grown Folks
you get "rode on", like "spinnin' mothafuckin' Chrome Spokes"
ain't No Joke, other than you trying to Rap & Rhyme
cuz Half The Time, your shit's full of the Wackest Lines
you're a half ass "netcee"; I'm a mustang, you a Pony
Homie, you lack what it takes to win, plus, you're Phonie
"you steppin' to me" is just like "Mini-me beefin' w/ Debo"
you're Feeble & in need of a retreat, far from my "Amigo"
you kick lame mama disses, talkin' about my Chick Too
but you're like "wet toilet paper", "easily Ripped Through"
you couldn't "spit dope shit" if you were "Vomiting Drugs"
come to my part of L.A. & you'll get Bombed On, By Thugs
you a 12 year old wanting attention, w/ a Boring Plot
people ignore you cuz you're weak, so here's a Warning Shot
you being Lame Is No Issue, I ain't Aimin' To DiSS, Foo'
but what you need to do is find a 'real' Name That'll Fit You
The industry's goin' downhill, I Respresent The West
displayin' honesty & skills, not "50 Per-Cent" Or Less
at best, I'm heartfelt, I don't deal with Deception
I'm L.A.'s Resurrection through Rap, out for Reception
Checkin' mics & Wreckin' all Circuitry, Verbally
Echo Park born & raised, always thought some1 would Murder Me
before I even Turned 18, but I Made It Though
comin' with game, I'm anti-"pop", so fuck the Radio
I may not be Makin' Dough, but I Spit w/ Passion
step & catch 60 Lashes, from this young Spic Assassin
Mashin', I inhale weedsmoke & then let my Ink Flow
forget wearin' "pink", quit Hip Hop? I don't Think So
I lyrically animate words, phrases are Brought To Life
and Brought To Light, from the emotions & Thoughts I Write
I aim to take Flight, utilizing these Verses w/ Purpose
I reflect truthfully, as a Wordsmith who's Virtually Perfect*
i didnt want to do it, he asked me, telepathically, to kill-im/
sell the shit hez dealin n bang his fukin women/
kiddin, aint my fault, intentions are all good/
violence a bi product from growin up in my hood/
he was shook, had sum shit wit the wrong crew/
rather die dignified than through the hands of a crook/
but he was a crook too, me aswell/
looks lyk homeboy be goin to hell/
oh well, shit happens, jus some shits are bigger/
longer, smellier, blacker and thicker/
only situation where you'd want to be constipated/
get ya arse sedated so ye can liv to say "i made it"/
but he didnt, hired me in the past to deal wit sum shit/
tables turnd, coz now hez the one i gotta hit/
some ask what i hit-for, say that i live-wrong/
im a rapper, but i do what bands say - live-strong/
hard bein me, somebody i see, havin the time of their life/
the last fing they see is the sight ah ma knife/
lifes shite, but i do what i do so i get paid/
hardly different from girls gettin hired to get laid/
sounds easy, a service kinda like rental-attackin/
but lifes a bitch, bein the "ghetto assassin"/
HEY GUYS I WONT TO ASK IF DER ANY MUTHA CAN PROVIDE FOR ME 4 BEATS IF THAT AVALIBLE .........AND ABOUT DIZ I STILL WORK IN DA BEAT.......AND I WONT ALL YA FEEDBACK GUYS
