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Going to post your own s**t to show us what REAL s**t is then? xd

I'm not in a clique I rep my damn self
I've seen what bullets can do to a mans health
I've heard the excuses and the stupid justification
Seems normal to us but outsiders must think we satan
And no matter what we believe we're not bulletproof
The 'iPod generation'? more like 'the aim and pull it youth'
For the fame we bend the truth
For the name go in the booth
And re tell the tales of times that never passed
But 15 minutes of fame can never last
Soon those 15 minutes will be a tale of the past

can someone like rate that, tell me how to make it better what I need to improve on etc.

okey, cool...

(this is just practice since I haven't done it in so long. Don't laugh at me)

Everybody in the club gettin tipsy
oh ******** that just gimme a pepsi
I only got one good eye
Yet it's them that can't see straight
runnin around like morons takin the bait
these people are like mindless fish
They do what they wish, but screw themselves over
They wouldn't have any luck if they found a 4 leaf clover
Lookin for things in the wrong places
Goin out and meetin the wrong faces
They say you reap what you sew
Well if that's the case
Everyone's gonna get ******** over too, it's like arace
against time, to see who gets themselves killed faster
Their choice, because in their own lives, they are the master

(That was.... probably stupid. Feedback?
And yes, I bit off a line from Lady Sovereign. So sue me.)

hmmm.. the ending was kinda flat... I see the message but... the ending left something to be desired 3nodding

*put's on MF DOOM- Burdock Root*

Teezy… the best that’s ever done it
Coldest to ever rock it since the comet
Smoother than Shakespeare spittin’ sonnets
Beat a dude in two bars and be like one hundred
These other rappers must be speaking in gibberish
Cause I don’t understand bullshit, I ain’t hearin it
I took the games life, it’s zombie-like, they fearing
I’m nasty like pissing in graves and puttin beer in it
I’m pass the bass man, I’m upper tier in it
I’m Superman staring at the sun and searing it
Sluts gather round sip something sweeter than serenades
Bust one in your ear lobe don’t forget your hearing aides
When I spit down at a tree man I’m makin’ the shade
Put ya blunts against ya Mp3 players and blaze
I’m making the waves, nerdy like neptunes
I push against grain so much I’ve left dunes
Speakin of sand man I’m hotter than the Sahara
Me and rap together like chubby jokes and Tocarra
Not downin Tocarra one day I may wanna date her
Then find Fefe Dobson and tell her girl see ya later
Then meet Jordin Sparks and be like damn/ I’m sorry Fefe
Baby but I wish I had more time up on my hands
Then we’d travel across the land with a camel caravan become
Friends with Fefe again and make us a band
Start a label up with a rapper, singer, and rocker
Make ‘em hit some high note, s**t, throw in some opera
See my stacks at 3 million dollars and scream in horror
Make up for my past get a clothing line by Toccara
Birmingham is on the map cause I live there
Need to name it Teezyville to make the s**t fair
And let’s just say they need to relocate the capital
If ya named it after any other poor sap it’ll
Rip the very fabrics of the world to shreds uni-
Verse so outta balance like Nikes and Keds
If you put their popularity on a scale and weighed it
Keds looking like a couple two year olds had made it
Bout as bad as bullying a boy with bulldogs barking at the
b*****d... ya'll know them dogs is hungry want a chicken
of the sea deep within their tummy... and by the way
... I'm defly afraid of dogs...
Moving on... like my career at current status
Ain't no other dude that sleep on a burnin' matress
My flow is on some binge s**t/ So much Green in my
Bay that I sued the Packers for copyright infringment
For the slow ones in the audience my flow money
A technicolor dreamcoat but I don't flow funny
Man ya'll need to catch up like Dwight Clark
This world is kinda backwards man Mike's dark
These other niggas got ya'll seeing the light/ then I
hand ya'll Aviators ya'll ain't seeing it right/ In many
aspects of your life, ya'll finding it tough/ tryna
find the lamp but walk over the diamond in the rough
Grinding ain't enough... you gotta dig deeper
To finally strike the oil, going off like big beepers
In the old school when they was pushing my relatives
Soft like wussin out and taking a sedative just ta
Get ya finger pricked, my flow get supa ugly off some
Jerry Springer s**t, let’s see if the ring’ll fit I
Do… Husband and wife… me and music…
She don’t mind if I go to sleep when I use it
Haha

Damit...took foreva

i spit rhymes til my throat be dry/
pardon my french but i always try/
fellas that start to lie/
about they skills and how hard they be/
but they soft like p***y ya see/
ya be admired when you read my words/
they keep you amazed like books to nerds/
im fly like a bird but aint a chiken ya hear/
yo boy peck my huhh while we eat chiken and beer/
aint ludacris but crazy at times/
i shut em up and leave em like mimes/
im the bomb call me land mine/
leave ya toothless cuz im ruthless when i start to rhyme/
i break the law when i speak give me a fine/
and yes im fine but aint conceided/
a beauty like me ya boy he need it/
open ya mouth youve been wrong since/
buddy dont be mad cuz im convinced