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 Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 5:12 pm
Yes, if you have any work that you have written and you would like to drop here, please do it at your own free will. You can also rate other people's work, but only constructive critisism. If any chatting is contained in this thread it will be deleted. 3nodding
Also, please don't keep on posting the same verse over and over, because people can just go back and find it. If it was that good, someone would of rated or commented on it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 6:58 pm
Goin Dumb: By Nick Williams
[Damu Ridaz]
Damu Ridaz Productionz........
[YG Green Eyez]
Here we go again
Los Angeles County, California
You know I roll with the Damu Ridaz Recordz right?
I gotta introduce you to another Piru out my squad right
Dis ***** go by the name of OG Scarface
He representin that Holly Hood Piru
But for right now he about spit some s**t for ya
So sit back and listen, aight
[Verse 1]
Im not from the bay, I reside in LA
And my niggas goin dumb damn near er'day
My set be goin stupid, otha niggas don't do s**t
Holly Hood reppin so I claim Piru, b***h
So Dumbed up that Im too far gone, I cant stay on my feet
Im on that 8-ball so I get hyphy
6-4 impala with the leather seats
Some Geek in my trunk bought it jus for da tweaks
Catch me goin stupid outside of the Sto'
Niggas chillin in the whip, whole b***h smell like dro
If a ***** run up, he gone get done up
By bloods goin stupid, Under the influence of the stunna
I know ya wonder how I get so dumb
Chokin on the stun, till my whole body get numb
[Chorus: x2]
Meet us in the hood we goin dumb
Meet us on the Westside we goin dumb
Meet us in the 310 we goin dumb
Any where ya meet us guaranteed we go dumb
[verse 2]
Verse numba 2 still lookin thizzed
Hataz on my team and them niggas look pissed
When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
I pop a few pills then I guzzle alcohol
Time to go stupid, wreck up on some blue s**t
I run around makin hoes fall in love but dont call me cupid
Goin Dumb, Goin Stupid like seven days a week
Numba one record as long as the Damuz got the geek
Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
Only got time fo my grind, hustlin infront of the Sto'
Niggaz know my crew we certified stars
Damu Ridaz Records us Pirus know for spittin bars
OG Scarface on the track, in a red and black flannel
Niggaz goin stupid on that s**t you cant handle
If ya from the bay, dont get jealous
Just send some niggas down here to try to shell us
[Chorus: x2]
Meet us in the hood we goin dumb
Meet us on the Westside we goin dumb
Meet us in the 310 we goin dumb
Any where ya meet us guaranteed we go dumb
[Verse 3]
Time to set it off let these ***** know
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride in 6-4s with the red shade paint
White boys yellin for saints because now we on the gank
All up in the ranks, goin stupid on a ordinary basis
Stay in ya places, Goin dumb in schoo' and the faculty dont say s**t
Everytime they see me I be red in the eyes
Comin the school Dumbed up but its no surprise
Put it in the air rep where you stay
Im throwin up Holly Hood and goin dumb in they face
Stunna thats what we own after we get done off the thizz
How we stay so stupid, ***** thats none of the ya biz
[Chorus: x2]
Meet us in the hood we goin dumb
Meet us on the Westside we goin dumb
Meet us in the 310 we goin dumb
Any where ya meet us guaranteed we go dumb
[Outro: YG Green Eyez]
OG Scarface
Damu strikes again
The biggest recruit eva
Track makaz
Damu Ridaz Records ********>
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:56 pm
Nick Williams Goin Dumb: By Nick Williams one of the best ive heard from LG pretty much cause its longer xd 8.4/10
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:00 pm
I do it right but ya'll call it wrong,
I been tellin' ya'll for how long - it's remainin' raw,
I don't care 'bout the system or the way things work,
I don't care for annoyance or dudes or jerks,
I'll get it done my way - either that or the highway,
When I'm done I'll leave imprints in minds like a freshly paved
driveway,
I'm New York - what more can I say?
Take a bite out of the big apple when you come my way,
I know ya'll hungry - starvin' artists,
Holes in your stomache 'cuz NY's the fullest and smartest,
Not boastin' - maybe a little bit of gloatin',
But either way - you know New York's the hardest,
In terms of Hip-Hop we've come the farthest,
I'm a Queens native and my skills the largest,
When we get ill - it gets retarded,
And I ain't talkin' about the cheese bus - I mean gettin' parties
started,
Down south they call themselves "Crunk",
Please - screamin' your verses and frontin' like punks,
Either they're high, slow or drunk,
Why nobody's always think they can stunt?
Ya'll are gettin' tired - lookin' like squares,
New York's diversified - skills cubic - all angles congruently
shared,
I'm spittin' now simply to let 'em know where I'm from
and to explain that New York is the reason why other states is
gettin' shunned..
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 5:06 pm
"Get These Words Out"
I write but what am I rappin' for?
No sense if I never get a chance to perform,
I guess I'm just foolish wit' the way I do this,
But there's so many people who I gotta prove this
to and make you look the foolish,
I'm tired of bein' the one whose always wrong,
On the end of a punchline and gettin' wronged,
Can't believe I stuck around for this abuse for so long,
And I'm still goin' at it,
Why you think this verse continues?
But you can't stay mad at it,
Determination reverses issues,
No longer is it a worry about showin' out,
Just as long as one person understands the words comin' out my mouth,
I'll scream in anger and let it echo through my house,
By any means possible, just let me get these words out...
Like runnin' my face into the ground,
That's my heart's sound,
Feelin' weak like I just got hit and can't rebound,
Can't get back up
It's all too much,
I think I'm stuck,
Someone help me up,
What's the point? I'll just mess up,
Again and again - always wrong,
Still around here - and I'm still gettin' wronged,
So continues the verses in this song,
My dreams move north but my head lowers south,
My shouts so loud I make the shifts in the clouds,
All just to try and get these words out...
I'm still gunnin' for it,
But I'm losin' my edge,
Tried for so long but my will is practically dead,
I just don't know when to give up,
Look at all these expectations I gotta live up
to and make it through their comments and stares,
Such a long journey - like an endless flight of stairs,
I'll climb and climb 'til I make it,
When I'm in the zone, my will's blazin' and nobody can take it,
I guess it's about time - I gotta make a decision now,
I'll do what I have to, so I can get these words out...
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 4:31 pm
The Last Supper
May 23, 2006
Graduated to the top in a pile of s**t
I learned some rules man this statement’s legit
Life is unfair and Mother Nature’s a b***h
As this story goes I felt that all was lost
To get this figure in action didn’t know how much that doll would cost
So I reached out to former friend of mine
Didn’t know that lines had been defined
Four years is quite a while like a mile
As compared to stairs measurement to an inch
High, what the ******** did I think I’d find
But that’s hindsight right now I’m blind right?
And so my girl happens to spot my long lost
But like everything in life this was gone cost
Pandora’s box had to open up the door again
So I call, “Excuse me, is this Torian?”
She said she needs me, she said she loves me
She said she’d never put another dude above
But there was one then there was two
So tell me baby why should I love you
My girl is calling me everyday, “Baby, do you miss me?”
“Can I visit you?” “No sunshine, that’s risky”
After Amanda seems she tryna make me jealous
“I was flirtin wit Torian but don’t get overzealous!”
Envying the fella just because he sees her face
All I’m thinking is: She’s all alone and that would be a waste
So I decide to drop by before they doubt
That she taken already great then we made out
In her dorm room had her moaning and screaming
Guess she had to do it to atone for me leaving
Heavily breathing had to go she has other plans
It always seemed as if school was her other man
And so I stepped aside attempt to compromise
Until two of her friends got into it again
With one he tried to take both lives
"Hey babe I think that Rawleigh died call me later bye!”
Chorus 2x
The stage set for such a climatic end
She finally heard the news from Ashley her friend
Some she got a message like we take it in stride
But got me grieving inside cause he was alive
She breaks down invisible tears in her eyes
Cause my eyes just couldn’t see it I barely believe it
She doesn’t turn me J or Ashley her friend
Well look who it is she sleeping with Torian
They’re pouring in, this rain I see will never end
Back and forth 14 months I let her in
Took all the adversity that came with it
Secrets that to her to friends she never explaining it
Cause I had her heart and soul locked away ate the key
Keep her thoughts and feeling secure safe with me
So I felt as if I knew all there was to know
But she held it back, now I’m like ******** it so...
Chorus 2x
You know Jesus always forgave Judah. I think they say Judah is in heaven now. Jesus knew all along what Judah was going to do...
So baby, I forgive you. And I hope Julia makes it big one day...
It's all in how you look at it.
=)
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:54 pm
Showtime in HollyHood:
By Nick Williams
Intro
Introducing first:
Outta HollyHood
Compton, California:
The one and only
OG Scarface
SHOWTIME........
Verse 1:
Its showtime in HollyHood and a niggas up to bat
Take out the gat, blaaat, show a hater its fact
That you blast, even if shes a piper like Roddy
Remove a suckas head, whether it be Mac 10 or ******** a body, we leave s**t like that in the middle of the street
Let em know get the ******** out the kitchen if you cant stand the heat
I cant be beat, cause its showtime and the game is on my turf
Leave a bitches body, lookin like a dog chewed up some nerf
Then it had it again for desert cause yes I do belive in over kill
Cause a Piru like me is real, if you dont wanna fight then ***** chill
Nick Williams be Ill, I cut up anybody, anywhere, and at anytime
Im so talented, I'll even do a ***** in with just one rhyme
We in the light in HollyHood a ***** shine in the dark
Im not a nark, but I do go dumb, when I see the spark
You wanna get in the hustle so ***** go grind
Cause its hollow tips im spewin out when its showtime.
Chorus x2
Its Showtime in HollyHood and a ***** gotta go
I told yall before, that im on the grind no time for a hoe
So leave me alone, then when im done its all good
Cause right now its showtime in HollyHood
Verse 2:
Its showtime and Im tryna do good
Situation numba two, I see this nice b***h and a 'Ru got wood
Its all good, cause I got the materials for ******** buckin, and at the end of the ride my s**t be bustin
So I go holla at the girl, and I learn shes a cKrab
Im bad, cause after I ******** and dump yo a** you cant get mad
Then I start walkin with the hoe take her back to the house
Couple minutes past then I realise this b***h know how to use her mouth
She went down south, now she bobbin on my s**t kinda nice
When I finally strap on the glove for round two my s**t hard as ice
Then I stick it in, it feel like the pacific ocean
Im just coastin, another nice ******** is what Im hopin
Then my cream getta spillin but I know the shits all good
Cause its just another good end to showtime in HollyHood.
Chorus x2
Its Showtime in HollyHood and a ***** gotta go
I told yall before, that im on the grind no time for a hoe
So leave me alone, then when im done its all good
Cause right now its showtime in HollyHood
Outro
Hey Showtime is over turn that damn spotlight off.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 12:12 pm
Life Of Steven B
By: Jerseyboi90
(chorus smile
Not Many People Understand Life For Me/
Nobody walked in the shoes of Steven B/ <******** it/
one day i'l be gone/
in fact im' a leave right after this song/
verse 1:
in a world that wont stop rotatin/
death's up the street/
i think its waitn/
they say death is the cousin of sleep/
i went through things that would make a grown man weep/
all the problems got me shakin/
i cant have it/
that gun/
i feel like grabbin it/
or better yet snatchin it/
grab a knife lookin at my heart stabbin it/
and standing there purple watching me bleed/
concious commin in like "steven what u do to me'/
i cant lie/
i reply im about to die/
give me a gat/
insert a clip and c**k it back/
watch steven B lay on his ******** back/
(Chorus)
verse 2:
mom's yellin/
im like what I do again/
cops knockin on my door every now and then/
some people pointing like "look at dis kid"/ <******** you/
you dont know what ive been through/
you dont have no clue what I've did/
and plus u aint perfect/
all this anger in me/
and ur gonna make me serve it/
and thats a threat/
and a ******** promise/
deaths turn man/
i feel it in my stomache/
(chorus)
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 3:53 pm
TOUCH IT REMIX FEAT. ****MM$**** (KEYKEY, CASSIE, TAYA, MARY)
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
get low KeyKey
THE QUEEN IS BACK ONCE AGAIN AND IM RIPPIN THIS RAP s**t'
GOT A MESSAGE FOR THESE FAKE THUGS THATS CLAIMIN THEY CLAP ******** COWARDS THINK THEY NICE CUZ THEY FOLLOWIN TUPAC'Z s**t'
WELL IMMA BRING THEM TO REALITY ONCE MA HARD BODY FLOW HIT
TURN IT UP
NOW AIN'T NOBODY ******** WITH KEYKEY YOU NIGGAS IS FRAIL
THE NAME HOLDIN MORE WEIGHT THAN COCAINE ON A SCALE
YOUR s**t' IS WACK, I MAKE RECORDS THEN THEY FLY OFF THE SHELVES
THIS A K.O, LIKE LL IM STEADY ROCKIN THE BELLS
get low KeyKey
U GOTTA B DUMB IF U THINK HUSTLIN' IZ EAZY
IMMA SOUL SURVIVOR, CALL ME AKON AN JEEZY, BELIEVE ME
b***h U SHOULD TRY 2 REDEEM ME
I THROW SUMTHIN, LATA THATZ JUST THA s**t U RETRIEVE ME
TURN IT UP
YEA IM BACK *****, DID U REALLY THINK I WAZ DONE?
U COULDNT HAVE, KeyKey IZ ONLY BEGINNIN THA FUN
ALL DAY I STUPEFIE, I'LL LEAVE YA UGLY a** IN A STUN :SHOCK:
BUT I GUEZZ NOW ITZ OVA, PEACE b***h YA DONE
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
get low Mary
IF U COME UP IN DA CLUB THINKIN U HOT
IMMA MAKE SURE DESE CLIPZ WILL SINK IN YA TOP
CUZ U KNO HOW WE DO, WE DO BIG THINGZ
MA NIGGAZ COME AFTA YA FAM FROM PARENTZ 2 SIBLINGZ
TURN IT UP
I'LL LET DA SHOTS GO FAM AND I GOT THOSE MAN
GOT NIGGAZ EVERYWHERE READY TO STOP YO PLANS
THINK U HOT??? NAH b***h MA SHOT GO BAM
I'LL KICK, PUSH YA a** LIKE LUPE FIASCO CAN blaugh
get low Mary
NOW ITS TIME TO CHANGE UP DA FLOW
*MM$* BITCHEZ, U COULD TELL WE GETTIN THA DOUGH
WIT DIS BODY U KNO DUDEZ IS FORCED 2 LOOK
HOW COULD I HANG UP THA PHONE AN STILL B OFF THA HOOK???
TURN IT UP
NOW WHO NICER THAN DA FRESHEST b***h TO WALK IN A ROOM
ANY BATTLE WIT MM$ IS SURE 2 B A WALK 2 YA DOOM
ITZ *MM$* U DIDNT KNO?? THEN U'LL FIND OUT REAL SOON
IF WE DONT GETCHA DEN MAKE SURE U READY 2 MEET THA GOONZ
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
get low Taya
DA YOUNG SHORTY UP IN HERE FROM THA HEART OF NEW YORK
WATCH WAT U SAY b***h MA NIGGAZ NASTY WIT DA GUN WORK
BUT RITE NOW I'M COOL I'M JUST UP IN HERE CHILLIN
BUT IF SHORTY WANNA ACT UP THEN WATCH ME GETZ 2 KILLIN
TURN IT UP
I SPIT IT FAST, I GET YOU GASSED, THEN PUT YA a** ON BLAST
I SPIT THE CRACK, WATCH YOUR BACK, OR I'LL GETU SMACKED WIT THA MACK
I KNO U LIKE "THIS AINT FAIR MA CUTE FACE HAD U UNAWARE"
I COME HARD WIT DIS s**t *****, TRY ME AGAIN IF U DARE
get low Taya
NOW U KNO WE BAC AN WE HAD NO TIME 2 WASTE
U WANNA ACT STUPID DEN NAME THA TIME AN PLACE
BET U CANT MATCH WAT *SO~FLY~TAYA* GOT ON HER WAIST
IM GIVIN U DA HEADZ UP 2 GET OUTTA MA FACE
TURN IT UP
DIS MY LAST VERSE KID, SO U KNO ITZ A WRAP
U KNO DA SQUAD *MM$* HAD 2 GET UP ONDA TRACK
WE GOT TALENT, THATZ SOMETHING MOST OF YA'LL BITCHEZ LACK
WEN WE IN DA CLUB U HEAR NIGGAZ SAYIN "YO RUN DAT s**t BAC"
I KNO U WANNA
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
get low Cassie
ITZ THA SUPASTAR b***h CASSIE THA PRINCESS
N U KNO DAT FROM ME DONT XPECT NOTHIN THA LESS
I GETZ DOWN N DIRTY b***h EVEN IN A PROM ******** WIT ME b***h BEST BELIEVE I'LL KNOCK THA WIND OUT YA CHEST
TURN IT UP
I KEEPZ IT POPPIN, GOT BITCHEZ DROPPIN, I DO THIS ALL WHILE I'M SHOPPIN
I KEEPZ IT GANGSTA ******** WANKSTA, FAKE BITCHEZ GET CUT WIT MA SHANKA
NO TIME 4 HATAZ IM GETTIN PAPER, BROKE NIGGAZ I'LL SEE U LATA
U THINK U THA s**t, TRYNA B SLICK, MAKE SURE U CAN TAKE A HIT
get low Cassie
DIS b***h STAY GOIN AROUND HOODZ N I ROLL DEEP
I BARK AT BUNZ a** BITCHEZ ONLY CUZ THEY SO WEAK
WHAT U SAY?? SHUT UP b***h, DID I TELL U 2 SPEAK???
I'LL HIT U SO HARD GOT NIGGAZ SAYIN "DAMN SHORTY, NOW DATZ A LEAK"
TURN IT UP
OK DA SUPASTAR IZ BACK FROM HOLLYWOOD READY TO GET HER CROWN
ALL YA'LL FAKE a** BITCHEZ BETTA BOW DOWN
COME AT ME WRONG I'LL HAVE YA a** SLEEPIN UNDA DA GROUND
I'LL LEAVE U PARALIZED, PLUS YA HEART WONT MAKE A SOUND
GO HEAD AN-
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE IT- YES WE CONCIETED
TOUCH IT- BRING IT- PAY IT- WATCH IT- TURN IT- LEAVE- WE GOTCHA GIRLFRIEND HEATED
:HEART: *MMS 4 LYF3 Y@ DIGG??* :HEART: ~~~~~I KNO U UGLY a** BITCHEZ HATIN RITE NOW RITE??~~~~~  :HEART: KeyKey cool :BIG: cool MaRy cool :BIG: cool TaYa cool :BIG: cool CaSsI3 :HEART: heart Y3$$ W3 MUTH@ ******** M0N3Y M@K!N $UP@$T@RZ heart
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 12:24 am
"One In A Million"[Hood Mix]
Love it Blood. Love it Blood
[repeat]
Blood you don't know what this love made me do.
From slangin s**t in the hood to blastin niggas in blue.
It's made me do unbeliveable s**t but im down.
Its the kinda love that makes you never get a frown.
See no one kinda love make me like this one.
That's why I don't mind to put my life in the hands of a gun.
Wanna return the love anyway I can.
Show the ckrab niggas whos the man.
Blood love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
It gives me a really good feelin all day long.
Blood love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
It gives me a really good feelin all day long.
Turn a ***** inside out make his s**t leak.
Don't got no other love, cause they s**t is weak.
Glock 19 [19] for anybody, so what you wanna do?
Turn a niggas body to swish cheese just for you.
My smile My style So fly
I can't deny
I got dat love fo blood and that's true indeed.
I'm puttin in work making them believe.
Blood love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
It gives me a really good feelin all day long.
Blood love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
It gives me a really good feelin all day long.
031, 001, 15, 000, 311, 74 187
Blood love is a one in a million it goes on and on and on
It gives me a really good feelin all day long.[fades]
Love it blood.[echo] love it blood. love it blood [repeat]
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 4:28 am
"Mindstate of a mobster (Snitch)"
I keep the 40 cal on my side,
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster,
See a ***** pass by,
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya,
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale,
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you,
Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah
Few years back didn't have the urge to fuel funds
Step into the future, now I rob nuns with guns
Who cares about hell? I'd rather die than be broke
Escaping the 5-0 cos they know I'm selling coke
Had to get that street cred wouldn't be taken as no joke
Now I got respect, 'thugs' only speak words when spoke
Roaming the roads waving the glock in the sky
Lived a impact life I ain't afraid to die
but I'm afraid of catching that 25-2-life
Rather cut my life short with a cut with a knife
Shouldn't fear the pen, cos my crew gives me a safety pad
Well at least that was the crew I used to have
Old friends turned foes
My niggaz done turned hoes
'Deja vu' as the old saying goes
No ex and oh's, tex calicos
Aim at your chest *****
I keep the 40 cal on my side,
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster,
See a ***** pass by,
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya,
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale,
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you,
Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah
Mid-way through my chase with the undercover cops
They're tryna calm me with words, I want them to rest with shots
How do they know what I've done? I only made me move yesterday
They must be a snitch in the crew, that b***h gonna pay
The Cop cars catching up with my own car
I'm shootin slugs out the window, but they ain't goin far
I shout '********' cos I see the end of the line
Not literally, its just the end of time in my mind
I take the gun, point it to my own brain
then I see that other sucker stepping out of the train
Walking on the pavement, thinking he's king of the world
I'm about to take a father from a young little girl
I don't care I'mma cut his life short like a lobster
He should have known not to snitch on a mother ********' mobster
No ex and oh's, tex calicos
Aim at your chest *****
I keep the 40 cal on my side,
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster,
See a ***** pass by,
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya,
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale,
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you,
Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah
Lookin into that snitch to went and turned b***h
He's knows what going on and he knows his plan had a hitch
Reasoning with me, like I wanna hear what he's got to say
He's like 'Please ***** no there must be another way'
I lowered my head, raised the gat, cocked it back
He had a tear in his eyes so in his face I spat
Blew the snitches brains out, left him layed out
Jakes 2 meters behind me but took another rout
Trying to get as far away as possible
But their death was too probable
I span and licked to shots off licked two heads off
Some ash residue on my arm so I brushed it off
Heard sirens in the background, said ' im not going out in cuffs'
then pointed the heat to my head blew out my own mind
People screamed out in sympathy but they were just being kind
Deep down they're thinking 'I'm glad your own gat cost ya'
And own the ground there lies the mind state of a mobster
I keep the 40 cal on my side,
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster,
See a ***** pass by,
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya,
Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale,
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you,
Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch
Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah
Ho'kay, not great, maybe not good at all. But Ever since I heard that song I've wanted to cover it, so I threw this together, just let it be known I don't think I'm a gangsta, I obviously know this is fiction, just light entertainment. Can someone rate it?
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 4:29 am
Posted this in the freeflow sticky, wanted to post it here too.
'Just A Thought'
All I want is your understanding
As in the small act of affection
"Why is this my life?"
Is almost everybody's question
And I've tried,
everything but suicide
But it's crossed my mind...
I stop to take a deep look at my life
It don't look too good man, it don't look nice
My mind shrouded, in a dark depression
There should be a light but in what direction?
I can't tell if I've made any progression
Feeling like an animal in a state of aggression
Given the poision of life, through maturnal projection
The antidote of death in a killer injection
No more safety net for a life of protection
On my own in life, wanting only perfection
One time, I can look back on in reflection
And see that point as a golden section
And I've tried
Everything but suicide
Oooh but it's crossed my mind
Just a thought
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about what it is right now?
Like doing anything just to get some respect
Even if that means running up on a brother with a tech
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about what it is right now?
Like picking on those weaker, just to save face
Even if in later life it makes you look a disgrace
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about what it is right now?
Like smoking crack, selling smack on the roads
Acting like a pimp even without no hoes
When we ain't kids no more
Will it still be about what it is right now?
These negative signs, better stop showing up
Some people better just start growing up...
All I want is your understanding
As in the small act of affection
"Why is this my life?"
Is almost everybody's question
And yes - I've tried,
everything but suicide
Though it's crossed my mind...
But I'm fine =D
I used two of my favourite songs evar to make that, Gnarls Barkleys - Just A thought and Dizzee Rascals - Brand New Day
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 10:50 am
What is Time?
What is time? Time is something that we do not own
Yet we still try to buy what cannot be aquired
Knowing good and well that we borrow it the s**t is loaned
At any time, time can run out and then its gone
We try and save time to savor the daylight
But time moves on we try and stop it but time too strong
We try and check the time and mostly get time wrong but,
You know what people say " To each his own."
Time's so vain so self centered
Yet we think its on our side. whoever told you that they lied
Patience makes cents but real sense makes dollars
They say time is money but time makes not a thing
The rule is C.R.E.A.M. money rules the whole scene
But time is of the essence such a ominus presense
That time and how to deal with it becomes a hard lesson
A broken clock is right more times than the ones we fixin
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