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Post by Vallus on Nov 22, 2005 18:51:55 GMT
I'm still here so....
Gimme a sec to get in a set And try to put my pain on the page 'Fore it fills my head with stress And from cess my aim's astray I need to kick this with style Before some women or child is maimed Still I don't know if I'd put my lifestyle to blame,
Need to kill a sheet before I hit the streets And end up feelin like killing my peeps I hear it in the sheets, my spirit is bleak Probly from these snitch's and spliffs I'm endearin like feats. Too high not to drive over the line one time, deceased My lifetime's a cheat, lifelines are weak But I still think it's always the right time for heat I used to have mad friends I went to class with right down the street Now they locked down our outta town runnin from feds throwin yellow for cheap I see embezzlement and the bezzle inna piece, make me want the bread to meet My head is sheik, I've bled from head to knees just to have sum left to eat Crept on fiends, put fellows in things, still stayed mellow when I'd preach Destined for defeat, my weapons aren't my enuf to wrestle the theme Or my destiny, It's really just a collection for protection of my dreams......
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Post by Double~Hitz on Nov 23, 2005 20:56:14 GMT
that was dope ya really should start doin audios fo that shit
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Post by NINO_eMCee on Nov 23, 2005 21:17:43 GMT
jay it's a very good dope. best line fo me: Crept on fiends, put fellows in things, still stayed mellow when I'd preach
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Post by Dennen on Dec 5, 2005 0:24:35 GMT
nice drop
pretty deep endin but it didnt seem like you was tryin to make it like that
flow was good throughout
overal a nice short verse
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