Dead Messengers

[likewoah]

Stompin on another one lovin his life
You may call it envy
But I'm just settin it right
Jackin another airplane flight

Spendin another 30 days behind bars
This time I aint seein any stars
All i see's the black night
Damn right man I dont care

I'm just another dead messenger of peace
F*** that rather see my enemies overstep my crease
And endin up wit bleedin wrists ceasin to exist
Spittin on your grave and your tombstone
Your right at home dont fret u aint alone

I'm just preachin the message of the dead
Messengers said you'd be lucky to have your head
The way life's goin ya probably shoulda fled
Read your testimonies lil cronies

It's always drama
When karma comes and bites em in the back
Its cause these dope flingers are on crack
They on lacked the will to go on track

Y'all can hang your heads on this one
I've got this dope game already won
Dope flingers get it the worst
It's just another curse

I'm just layin the verses to ya
I'm rappin ya the lines
Were all slaves in gods eyes
Dont cry, just tellin the truth
Servin revenge nice and cold

I dont save the misbegotten
They can all rot like black cotton
We make em one of us
In god we trust

Till their useless
We just throw em like trash
Make their lives flash b4 their eyes
Unsteady stressin
Zero blessins

Thats just another symbol of unrewarded struggle
They come together like brothers huddlin up
They almost made me bubblin up
Dead messengers dont cry
We just suck the souls out dry

Just another unfortunate victim of peace
Another unfortunate victim out for lease
Fresh meat, all of us want a piece
We all thrive on defeat

Guess what nobody dont care
Rule number 1 life aint fair
So stop starin in gods eyes
We aint gonna reward u nuttin for this struggle

Us dead messengers aint the saint
Were just doin our jobs taintin
Dancin life-lovers to an early grave
Lovers get it the worst
Haters get it the best

Lovin to hate
Hatin to live
Same sayin
Your still payin the price

Your peace charms aint fixin nuttin
Your peace movement just motivatin
Guns and violence, stealin and rapin
Your just reapin the benefits
Like birds wit broken wings

Looks like their too blind to read the sign
Moral of this all, in the end
You'll still be fallin lower
Till someone picks u up
And stabs you in the back

Thats reality, ya cant love your life
Unless, you wanna see dancin knives
Dead messengers hauntin your wife
Turnin dreams to nightmares
Consumin the very thought

Y'all fought hard
But y'all have dealt your last card
Too bad it aint an ace or a face
All it is a race who dies faster

Wont even be a pastor at your funeral
Nobody showed up
And you dont even know it
Your just wonderin why u deserved this shit

Easy as that if you dont produce
We'll put ya on the fuse
Feedin off your pain
Thats how we win our game

Were dead messengers bitches
We aint witches castin magik bitches
Were just another vessel of life
On the hustle, we put ya on the muzzle
Treat ya like dogs stop barkin people

We dont take the evil outta the people
We call that the last retrieval
The old way dont work, dont hurt
Lovers dare flirtin
Thats why we start merkin

Its a thug life fool
Hoodies and fangs
This aint halloween
The bleedins for real

I hear them screams as soon as i hit the stage
Screamin like a bitch in a fist of rage
All this comes with age
You turn grim like the black sage

Continuin preachin the word
I'm sure y'all of heard by now
Better start makin your vows
Cause u aint gettin compensated for shit in hell

Another simple of unrewarded struggle
It's always been their on the double
All this spells out trouble
Nuttin you can do u just get tossed like rubble

When dead messengers dont need you
They just get rid of you
Thats why we've won
Were right in trustin none

Y'all can try to take a leap
But we just toss you in the heap
Us dead messengers never sleep
You just sink deeper and deeper

Till you cant get out
Thats what life's all about
Diggin a hole u eventually can never get out
Its all too late
Started writin your wills and amendin ur fates

We still carry the word
Were like the parasite
Like a bitch in your back pocket
Reachin for every dime
Intendin to strippin your broke

But how much more broke can you get
Pussy ass playa hatin hoes
Dont play wit my dough bitches
You aint makin your hoes richer

We've taught and y'all never learn
Y'all just turn away our sayins
Tricked ass punks better start payin
Or else we'll cause more slayin

Layin verses easy yet again
Like rain, cept rain represents pain
Breaking news your train's got crashed
Burned to ashes

I dont mean to be this grim
But y'all are just asking nuttin but a single whim
Your chances are slim to none
There will never be a day that you won

Solicity's a plus, death is a must
Like i said in god we trust
Why are you all makin a fuss
We all end up wit the same fate
Some of us just dont make it

Dead messengers for life bitches!!!

[Vallus]

good.....a little long and flow got a bit too abstract in places to flow well
but the structure was solid and the vocabulary was decent
sorry but you get more than 30 days for tryin to jack an airplane

good imagery......work on your rhyme scheme



stay up^

[likewoah]

Its probably my spacing that makes it seem longer but oh well, I might try to avoid that in the near future, but hey, it was only 5 years ago that I learned English, guess i can still learn some new shit from ya guys

[Double~Hitz]

i Think Ya Took It To Far

Flow Was Md Of Near Tha End

But Ovall All Ya Did Ya Thang

Well Done

[Etell E. Gence]

shit was hard ta read but good effort