some true shit.. 16 bars... what yall think

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MrDontGIVEaFUCK

Sicc OG
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Apr 25, 2002
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force to never give up......
when growing up strugglin, you try to make it rapping-off-a-beat
gotta switch the game and make it happen-off-the-streets
hungry as a muthafucka i eat it all up, leaving the plate-clean
spent a couple birthdays locked up before i turned eight-teen
always watched B-E-T... didnt want to earn any diplomas-or-degrees
finally got the G-E-D... but i rather get high off the aromas-of-the-tree
im hard headed, love to fight and always had to bump-heads
family had hardship, slept on the floor, couldnt afford bunk-beds
homies got locked up, but i stayed hustlin to pay them all-a-visit
barely payed bills with the income, our budget had small-ass-digits
Krooked Konceptz, aint no muthafuckas click do it like-we
might-be the ones that scare you, dont take us lightly
aint no snitch here, theres not a thing that ill admit-to
was taught not too try the shoe that doesnt fit-you
i stay with heat, folks might be burnin-like-candles
to me its another day, its my life tomorrow i'm turnin-the-channels


just a different side of yah boy... what yall think
 
Stealth

Stealth

Join date: May '98
#2
May 8, 2002
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I like it...defintely had some focus and a good concept. Half the time I write shit I can think of some nasty rhymes but I really dont have shit to say.

First half seemed like too many syllabus to flow in my head if I was doin it to a beat, but I like it.
 
King Sausage

King Sausage

Sicc OG
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Sep 20, 2006
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The perserverince of a rebel I drop heaver levels dat are un seen or heard a king wit words
cant knock da hustle but I seen street dreams defered, choped up and droped lye a hunters bird
knock all the hattaz and procrastanaters clear to da curb
Like a telephone sales man I market my words
Eye operner like a stalin no racial profil'n I'm smil'n
Got frisked in a mustang by three white chick's and I was whil'n
A big family whear'n black and blue like I'm ittalian
You been look'n for sum heat well congradulatoins you found it
My rhymes are like sepert little tresha chest filled wit silver and gold
Every peps my stuff I never get old
I could call my self yung like jeezy and be bold
hart like an eskemo but I shelter da cold//
this is just da beggining just wait till I unfold
let ya jaws drop to da floor and I'm say'n be-hold
If da 80 baby era had a movie I'd be them music
me and my crew hold'n down these peppa users
I protect my youth from da flames bitch im link james
my complexicty is complex .i spit sick flames
These otha cres is tempt'n me
dis one dude ask me to join da mafia but dat shit wasent cool
I remain calm colected and flow is aquafyed
Flow like a riva though a crack man I'm neva denied
And if any body told you difrent then tell ya hommie he lie'd
I came on to da site hatted and you neva see me cry
ask my whole crew cuz I neva tie
I rather take a loose then quick draw it and my rap still high flys
 
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