ANOTHER 25 CENT MIC BANGER
.... wont' be long till my equip is back.... heard dove rip this on his mix tape...woke up early this morning....was so fucking confused why i was up started writin some more.....and fucking knocked this out for siccness.... edited somewhat but could only make it so hearable haha ....so i know quality sucks...but check the content and spititng
Lo Fi- http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=1927152&q=Lo
Hi Fi- http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=1927152&q=Hi
Site- http://www.soundclick.com/bands/9/gravityisboredmusic.htm
Lyrics cuz i'm sure it's hard to hear on that mic:
My mentality is casually give ya’ll shit about reality/
Cuz half the hot cats is fallacies actually gradually/
Trying propose a balance see/
From club to lyrical expose and what talent be/
Meaning spit something with varying topics/
Seems ya’ll buried ya logic, and apparently I caught it/
So accordinly I rock it, flip fop shit to hip hop shit/
Cuz this hot shit taking off like some rockets/
Now that you got it, let me display my ambition/
Includes ripping skipping all the rich rap bitching/
So I’m lifting I ya mind to find it ain’t a crime/
To spit rhymes that cause think time while you sink wine/
Listen, I’m ready head steady enveloped in this rap shit/
developed with this rap shit, be damn if I rap bitch/
not an actress I match wits with anybody comin at this/
combat tricks with simple tongue gymnastics/
so savage, but understand I do this cuz my ass blessed/
and if u wanna holla pop in Kansas city on ya map quest/
it’s easy to see when u listen me, that the home gravity been known to rap wild/
so if u be still walking the streets , then best believe u should probably shut your, trap down/
so we skip the hook , take look can’t find this kinda shit in a book/
difference between me and Nixon, is homie I’m a crook/
and I’ve shook battle rapper attackers more than back packers/
that’s after getting they laughter from embarrassing this cracker/
but disaster strikes in a silmultaneous instance/
when they become helpless like the colts on defense/
my deep sense is one that speaks to ya ears and creeps in/
leaving ya brains with stains of each word I was speaking/
ain’t claiming a platinum plaque from rapping the past/
but actions fast so blink and before ya think I’m snatching the cash/
open shells and be adding the hash, smoke be gassing ya mask/
ya bank accounts dieting, where the slim fast at//y yeahhh
and that’s how I live been given gift to spit and flip scripts/
that’s locked and ready to hit, a true self made flick/
u lying if u aint’ feelin this, say la vie bitch/
.... wont' be long till my equip is back.... heard dove rip this on his mix tape...woke up early this morning....was so fucking confused why i was up started writin some more.....and fucking knocked this out for siccness.... edited somewhat but could only make it so hearable haha ....so i know quality sucks...but check the content and spititngLo Fi- http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=1927152&q=Lo
Hi Fi- http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamM3U.m3u?ID=1927152&q=Hi
Site- http://www.soundclick.com/bands/9/gravityisboredmusic.htm
Lyrics cuz i'm sure it's hard to hear on that mic:
My mentality is casually give ya’ll shit about reality/
Cuz half the hot cats is fallacies actually gradually/
Trying propose a balance see/
From club to lyrical expose and what talent be/
Meaning spit something with varying topics/
Seems ya’ll buried ya logic, and apparently I caught it/
So accordinly I rock it, flip fop shit to hip hop shit/
Cuz this hot shit taking off like some rockets/
Now that you got it, let me display my ambition/
Includes ripping skipping all the rich rap bitching/
So I’m lifting I ya mind to find it ain’t a crime/
To spit rhymes that cause think time while you sink wine/
Listen, I’m ready head steady enveloped in this rap shit/
developed with this rap shit, be damn if I rap bitch/
not an actress I match wits with anybody comin at this/
combat tricks with simple tongue gymnastics/
so savage, but understand I do this cuz my ass blessed/
and if u wanna holla pop in Kansas city on ya map quest/
it’s easy to see when u listen me, that the home gravity been known to rap wild/
so if u be still walking the streets , then best believe u should probably shut your, trap down/
so we skip the hook , take look can’t find this kinda shit in a book/
difference between me and Nixon, is homie I’m a crook/
and I’ve shook battle rapper attackers more than back packers/
that’s after getting they laughter from embarrassing this cracker/
but disaster strikes in a silmultaneous instance/
when they become helpless like the colts on defense/
my deep sense is one that speaks to ya ears and creeps in/
leaving ya brains with stains of each word I was speaking/
ain’t claiming a platinum plaque from rapping the past/
but actions fast so blink and before ya think I’m snatching the cash/
open shells and be adding the hash, smoke be gassing ya mask/
ya bank accounts dieting, where the slim fast at//y yeahhh
and that’s how I live been given gift to spit and flip scripts/
that’s locked and ready to hit, a true self made flick/
u lying if u aint’ feelin this, say la vie bitch/
