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MX1
03-23-2007, 07:59 PM
i'm gunna start a thread of my spits, mainly to get better so all ya'll give some feedback so i can improve...

peace and 1luv

MX1
03-23-2007, 08:24 PM
rock man breasts son your hanging with the best
i'm your pops, i did your sister, fuck incest
this test put more pressure than a fat ass on your chest
it says "true nigga" on my family crest
i fuck up fake niggas more than the president waves
cut off each limb, you need multiple graves
fucking by cutting out your lungs and give you an inhaler
next life, best listen to your soothsayer (fortune-teller)
i bet hes becoming a nervous wreck
stitch your nuts to your throat, best protect yuh neck
i'll stick a ice pick through your cow lick
haunt your pops for having the bigger dick
you got you moms pussy its in your "genes"
mx kill you, doing it by "any means" (referring to malcolm x)

Lil' Ruger
03-23-2007, 08:53 PM
nice verse good thing u got ur own thread to keep ur verses in nice verse BTW try multies and dont try so hard to rhyme just let it flow. i used to do that sort of thing and dont just have a couplet like ur whole verse was just coplets. if u got a word and teres other words that rhyme with it just make like 4-5 lines with the words all rhyming

for example....

i dominate over the weak
my rhyme career at its peek
half of your album leeked
my flows are like missles that seek...

nah mean?

go check out my new songs in my thread "official rap threads for meeeez" u'll see some rhymes and what i'm talking about.

MX1
03-23-2007, 09:33 PM
i see what your saying...yeah you got some nice verses and i see the like quatrains and shit on rhymes, imma start doing that, thanks for the advice god

peace and 1luv

Lil' Ruger
03-23-2007, 09:36 PM
no prob good luck maybe dead prez will let u post in his thread one day BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

one, Doctor Killgrave PEACE

MX1
03-31-2007, 12:43 AM
waking to sounds like screams and it seems
that dreams get stuck in mid air, flashin' mad beams
only glimpses are seen
just like the speech by dr. king know what i mean
equal rights only if you living off big cream
forced to different water fountains to drink from
and some deny a crumb
sayin' mind blowin' like a shakespearean pun
like hun we can't eat there
were black so they don't share and don't care
we as might as well go hungry and become welfare recipitants
and no white life we can refund, steel pulse like militants
zulu dividends lead us to being illiterate
in school whites say they sick of it
they say we hold em back
negroes don't know useful facts
they just know how to fire gats and forget to wear hats
live off scum like rats and jazzy style doin' scats
but we showed em wrong like N.A.A.C.P.
i know ya'll brothers holdin' it down for me

Sun Supreme
03-31-2007, 06:25 PM
THa shit was hot because that topic is touched on so little in hip hop. Well not hip hop but by average cats like u and me. Im dyin to hear that on a beat. Sorta like masta killa but wit ya own personal twist. Cant pick out favorite lines cause all of them boosted each other.

Hot shit overall 8/10

MX1
03-31-2007, 07:29 PM
yo thanks for the feedback supreme, and i know what your saying that stuff is rarely seen in hip hop

peace and 1luv

MX1
03-31-2007, 10:01 PM
i set it up for you to walk on
my plans, they were drawn
cater to me butler style, just like caron
upon lives withdrawn i clued in the largest con
only nut you ever had was a pecan
the only shaft you ever had, track team's baton
rape your girl just like genghis khan
and clean her up as a salon
babies coming out of her, i did her like a spawn
priests say i'm wrong and address my mom
she attempts to stay calm
while her sons out at 3 in the morn
night before was his prom
some fake nigga stepped to him and he dropped the bomb
and forced it upon his girl like u.s. did vietnam

Sun Supreme
04-02-2007, 06:00 PM
only nut you ever had was a pecan
the only shaft you ever had, track team's baton
rape your girl just like genghis khan
and clean her up as a salon

Those were the hottest lines but this rhyme wasn't as strong as you usually are. 7/10

MaXiMus Da MaNtis
04-02-2007, 07:43 PM
your stuff is too linear and you spit too many topics at once in 4- 8 bars homie try to be more elaborate with your material ....take your time and spit what you wrote homie ....peace hope this helps

MX1
04-03-2007, 08:11 PM
aye thanks for the suggestion imma try doing that, but i just cant seem to meditate on my writings to the point of talking about one thing but imma try that out thanks for the suggesstions my niggas

peace and 1luv

MX1
04-03-2007, 08:39 PM
yo, caught him in the gate last night (gate is a outside basketball court)
knew time was right, busted out my knife
he looked at me hard wit' all his might
after seconds he knew i wouldn't budge
he started runnin', but i ain't no judge
weak ass nigga, but i came to settle a grudge
as the intimidation factor reduces to zero
watching him running and yelling for a hero
expecting his crew to come through
just as a review, your crew hired me to kill you
your debut as shit kid will hold you due
unto a life that your mom could never renew

J.T.S.
04-04-2007, 12:39 PM
waking to sounds like screams and it seems
that dreams get stuck in mid air, flashin' mad beams
only glimpses are seen
just like the speech by dr. king know what i mean
equal rights only if you living off big cream
forced to different water fountains to drink from
and some deny a crumb
sayin' mind blowin' like a shakespearean pun
like hun we can't eat there
were black so they don't share and don't care
we as might as well go hungry and become welfare recipitants
and no white life we can refund, steel pulse like militants
zulu dividends lead us to being illiterate
in school whites say they sick of it
they say we hold em back
negroes don't know useful facts
they just know how to fire gats and forget to wear hats
live off scum like rats and jazzy style doin' scats
but we showed em wrong like N.A.A.C.P.
i know ya'll brothers holdin' it down for me

Good concious stuff here impressive with the expressions!

J.T.S.
04-04-2007, 12:41 PM
i set it up for you to walk on
my plans, they were drawn
cater to me butler style, just like caron
upon lives withdrawn i clued in the largest con
only nut you ever had was a pecan
the only shaft you ever had, track team's baton
rape your girl just like genghis khan
and clean her up as a salon
babies coming out of her, i did her like a spawn
priests say i'm wrong and address my mom
she attempts to stay calm
while her sons out at 3 in the morn
night before was his prom
some fake nigga stepped to him and he dropped the bomb
and forced it upon his girl like u.s. did vietnam
raw

Sun Supreme
04-04-2007, 06:11 PM
yo, caught him in the gate last night (gate is a outside basketball court)
knew time was right, busted out my knife
he looked at me hard wit' all his might
after seconds he knew i wouldn't budge
he started runnin', but i ain't no judge
weak ass nigga, but i came to settle a grudge
as the intimidation factor reduces to zero
watching him running and yelling for a hero
expecting his crew to come through
just as a review, your crew hired me to kill you
your debut as shit kid will hold you due
unto a life that your mom could never renew

This shit is poppin. You are real fresh wit cho shit. You can rhyme about something the last man just rhymed about but yo have a different perspective. I love ya shit!!! 8/10

AcidPhosphate69
04-04-2007, 07:22 PM
Nice dude, I could actually picture the kid trying to ice grill you out of shanking him and them boltin' down the street. Good shit man.

MX1
04-04-2007, 11:12 PM
thanks for all the suggesstions and comments..highly appreciative

peace and 1luv

MX1
04-04-2007, 11:47 PM
yo, life's coming fast
impacts don't last, just thirty days at half mast
just to prove the lack of class america has
to bush, allah prayers are as soothing as jazz
boom boom he watches them bleed
america is nothing but a white steed
stealing resources, double what we need
we're mounted and stuck
nine eleven, bush lost his luck
like fuck, it takes a rapper to open what he concealed
"technique" of entering the governments battle field
running head on refuse to yield
offensive niggas went wit no shield
exposing our shit, knowing we never healed
plant propaganda like bombs in the towers
quick to bear arms within the next hours
hearing americans commands after morning showers
no iraq respect just call 'em one suspect
third world shit, who there can protect?
slavery this american project reflect

Mattlocka
04-09-2007, 05:38 PM
The last one your rap was fire

Peace

MX1
04-12-2007, 06:40 PM
thanks for the comments god

peace and 1luv

MX1
04-12-2007, 07:15 PM
america attacking the bottom of the barrell
breathing is narrow, leaving iraq un-sterile
in peril my cousin ain't been back to hear his son sing a christmas carol
or been with me to help buy his new apparel
only thing he know about his baby boy is his name is darryl
and he's spoken four words to him
last we heard, his voice was grim
holding a gun in one and the phone in the other limb
he's from bronx and his chances have always been slim
my aunt speaks of nightmares, thoughts flowing over her brim
she refuses to eat, and only buys wheat, which was her boy's favorite treat
prayers for my cousin will surround her street
this only reminds her of a destined man she may greet
speaking of her son's defeat, caught up, wishing to cheat
remembering of her son, sitting in the back seat
remembered healing his wound from slipping on icy concrete
only to repeat un-stoppable slipping on something much colder
dislocating his shoulder
above collapsing boulder
and even though he's older
and i ain't never seen him cry
i heard him that night on the phone saying he's scared to die
then breaks to us he lost his right arm, in which a football would fly
up in the sky which now his soul lie
so don't bother me with props of planes over the shore
when my family tree has a tore due to this war

MX1
04-19-2007, 01:14 AM
last one was weak, imma drop a new one sometime soon, been caught up

peace and 1luv

MX1
04-21-2007, 01:32 AM
watching over your shoulders
living miles away from share holders
in apartment buildings life is ignored
leaving us to die, picking us up weeks later on a pissed on board
fuck a hearst, taking niggas in a jacked up ford
feeling they scored another body unable to be restored
giving the murderer an award and a budget he could never afford
then toward the death penalty sword to meet the lord
never had breakfast, saving the oatmeal for dinner
striving hard just to be a beginner
in life money gets chopped faster than a spinner
pressure, drinking paint thinner, making jakes a winner
promising my mom i wouldn't resort to this life style
fronting my smile lied when i was called to trial
got my own file, and tell her i be back in awhile
she suspicious as she should be, threatening rightfully
leaving me frightfully
getting out for her and will give back to only her
until pain is past thoughts nothing but a blurr

MX1
04-21-2007, 09:35 PM
hard to live, might as well die
dry your eye son why cry
your lie hyped up high
don't aspire to be gangster
won't no one hire a coke shaker
raking leaves get you money also
taking leads in drug dealing lethal
turning to injections lasting minute erections
springing to sections that end lives no question

MX1
04-22-2007, 12:40 AM
dreams all i have to get out of hell
want to retail the projects profit off dope sell
taught to sell cocaine from the tropic, won't tell
meet in the alleyway after four fifteen
greet more sin than riots at the core of the sistene
swift hand shakes with deeper findings
lift demands or threatening wakes with bodies hiding
no play, half now half later
so today, served the reaper, became the cater
no lost, nothing but a one time client
there's something weird about him lying silent
studying his face but can't place a name, then my heart race
remembring the same face as my mom identify the body under the lace
standing next to the woman in the bag crying up a storm
i was seven but i sworn i had seen him year ago from this morn
it was christmas and the whole fam was there
playing a game, never won fair then in my memory i stare
my mom, hugging the same boy
my veins close and my legs tingle knowing it was roy
roy, my cousin from new jersey
how to explain where was he
so i hurry back home my presence not to be shown
excusing saying he was wrong skin tone
but in my heart i knew as it bounced my shirt
forever my fam would be hurt
and if i was found and caught
my families love would rot and for hours my mom had fought
it resulted into the blood on my hand
no land i had ran could protect me from guilt
collapsed life, carried it down from the tilt

MX1
04-26-2007, 12:56 AM
just starting to try out story telling, aint too good right now

MX1
04-26-2007, 09:11 PM
does anyone got suggesstions on how to tell a story? cuz i been trying to get into that and been looking at some other dukes up on storytelling but i dont wanna bite their style so i'm trying to incorporate my own, any suggesstions? itd be highly appreciated..peace

Bigot Hitman
04-27-2007, 12:32 AM
I do mine with a prewrite format:

I figure out what i want to describe first and line them up from first to last like this:

1.scene
2.characters
3.plot
4.resolution

That can change though, exspeacially if your story switches scenes, then i would write it like this:

1.Scene 1/characters
2. scene 1 plot
3. scene 2/characters
4. scene 2 plot
5. resolution


My thing is i always follow a format, and story verses aren't shit u just think of in 20 minutes, they take alot time if u really wanna have good imagery, then incorprate proper wordplay and funny lines, plus have a senseble and intresting plot. Then end it with a good ending.

Try those formats above, or make up your own. But just remember, decribing scenes and plots is important to the quality, u should work on your adjectives and really describe stuff, but don't go overboard and drop a whole 10 lines on just one character or scene. Good adjectives is the key to description.

That's all i can tell u, peace.

MX1
04-27-2007, 12:51 AM
ight imma try that out, thanks bigs, usually how long do u take to write it?
and how long do u usually make the rhyme?

peace

Bigot Hitman
04-27-2007, 12:57 AM
ight imma try that out, thanks bigs, usually how long do u take to write it?
and how long do u usually make the rhyme?

peace

It takes me about a good hour to write one of my plus 40 line story verses. and about 30-40 to write anything less than about 30 lines. And i don't write a prewrite, i just use the format as i go along in the verse, its not like i write about what i'm going to write about before i put it into rhyme schemes.

My prewrite is just what format i'm going to use, the frame of my verse ya know.

MX1
04-27-2007, 01:04 AM
i see what your saying, imma post one tomorrow and try out the format, thanks for the suggesstion, i been trying to adapt that style and was struggling with it know im saying

peace and 1luv

MX1
04-27-2007, 11:47 PM
sitting at home talking to my mom about times
when blacks went to jail, never doing crimes
speechless to america, got to say less than mimes
protesting, painting nothing but black on signs
kkk in the senate speaking on racial unity
insults calling skin color impurity
mom was listening to king as he professed knowledge
because of that generation, i can go to college
nyu a possibility, instead of resorting to a white killing spree
framed for third degree, instead got rights to be me, and an emcee
legally i may be wrong but the hood, just to hard to flee
my mom tells of living below the poverty line
how my uncle almost died cause of a another brothers nine
starting black on black crime
and then it blew up
holding up hands getting your crew up
stealing and looting just to shoe up
knowing one day a shot would get you flew up

MX1
04-28-2007, 05:25 PM
read up kid
i'm giving bid and knowledge to your lid
i'ma grant death wishes just like X did
trim years off your life-span
this what you get, putting shit in the pissing pan
turn God souls to darkness, like water to sand
but my demand shows through the gat on your gland
i don't front until i'm backed up in corners
i wanna teach loved ones to be mourners
my way of getting back at the world

MX1
04-29-2007, 01:04 AM
buying shirts, alone, in the mall
hearing shots from the center hall
people start ducking, i remain tall
hearing screeching kids beyond the next wall
more shots, one after the other
glimpse of the shooter, happened to be a brother
take the shirts without paying
hiding by the hall enterance, near a body was laying
over him, was a crying half red woman praying
decided to take out the shirts
lock the fabric around my hand until it hurts
now, wait for the shooter to face the opposite direction
circling his radius, shooting at every section
his dark eyes tell of his objection
maybe he never got too much affection
or got dumped by a girl as soon as he had an erection
night before, was burned for the lack of protection
got a minor infection according to his inspection
finally, his back's looking my way, i only gotta sec.
jump the nigga wrapping the shirt around his neck
elbowing low, fuck a nut check
choke hold, trying to reverse his gun
took his breath, now this is done
his body became limp
neck skin got more flakes than cocunut shrimp
getting heroic praises
getting to know new faces
but i did it for the gun, baretta nine two
nigga i didn't give a fuck about you
grab the gat then scat quicker than a rat
chased by cops knew an excuse if i were to be caught
ran up a back entrance to the drop off spot
into a trash bin, number one object, contained with sin
ran home left no trace
don't fuck wit' a track star it ain't no race

Bigot Hitman
04-29-2007, 01:19 AM
^^^pretty good story for one of your first, u did a good job at change'in perspectives from the robber to you, but think outside the box, its not many robbers that will rob a store for clothes leaving people dead over it. Not totally realistic, but like i said, its good for one of your first. 7.3/10

MX1
04-29-2007, 01:25 AM
yeah i know what your saying, next one i'ma try to keep it more real, thanks for the comments bigs..peace

MX1
05-03-2007, 10:00 PM
crime, learn to love
this time, i earn through above
i sit in my tower, watching plebeians
my shit sin my grace and power, scotching shooters, south korean and
my demise, similar to caesar's
drive by cries, cold case familiar to freezers
in the ghetto streets, greets end in bloodshed
grin gepetto feats, puppeting defeats new hood wed (gepetto the dude on pinochhio i dont know how to spell that shit)
got forty dollars, and seventeen in account
spot morty collars, and sweat his body out (morty=works at a gas station, collars=gold chains bought from drug money)
jail bound, searching hound, found my drug money tightly round
pound in the door, jakes is anger wound
die as the prince never crowned
my lil' cousin shot dead and left to drown
in his own blood, mixing with dog urine
finish cold cut, fixing project you in
this inevitable for everyone's life
so get on with your life, find your wife
one second at life even if you known her a night

MX1
05-05-2007, 05:19 PM
i almost finished my second story, so gunna have it up on this by 2morro or tonight so peace

MX1
05-06-2007, 10:15 PM
near the school hanging with some mixed teens
k-reed and daphine with g-leigh and me
k-reed was a crack pusher raised by his crazy auntie
daphine was no better lived with her aids infected brother
and the other g-leigh witnessed the death of his mother
we all related in a way of crying ourselves to sleep
and we had conversations that traveled so deep
sins tallied and we keep grudges and let no one righteous leap
we bring a catholic king down to our level
shots around us we heard several
as we reminisce on past behavior
calling our mothers our own savior
mine for going through with birth
and for weighing her baby boys self worth
our thoughts float high as we sit to the side
talking about drugs, violence, and homicide
struggle to keep alive, daphine expresses
while every guy expects her to undresses
she jumps up, her brain excited by her next thought
her loud voice echoing throughout the school parking lot
viewing her ideas through our ears as we hear
her pain that she exclaim to be nothing but vain but a tear
gently leaves her flowing eye and why she yells does life have to be so rough
last weekend she thought stress would leave in a puff
and wishes to go back there
as times get more tangled than her nappy hair
how can we share a care when breathing is a dare
and just to put our speech into practice
a car pulls out quicker than hands touching cactus
going seventy or higher over speed bumps
scaring the janitor turns spilling trash he planned to dump
drives across us fast
it was kinda hard to hear the gun blast
but until i heard laughs i turned to my belief in their contrast
by two dark lines the car left on the pavement
k-reed laid on the ground blood representing engravement
having compulsions, i ran on to pursuit
throwing up gang signs like americans in iraq do salute
i ran faster using my anger as a leverage
trunk bouncing in the car, tanks of alcoholic beverage
i picked up speed, pedestrians questioning, thoughts began inflicting
yelling predicting death threats to me, conflicting suicidal thoughts were never this addicting and never been restricting
lost 'em temporarily, sparingly i followed more gun shots
not far from here, around three blocks down where bodies laid out surrounded by cops

MX1
05-07-2007, 08:39 PM
any suggestions on the last piece?

MX1
05-18-2007, 06:53 PM
in the middle of a story wit' bigs

MX1
05-18-2007, 07:29 PM
just about past 2 years:
started off living calm
two sisters brother and my mom
then the IRS drop the bomb
taking what we got
shooting darts on me, my fam's the dot
my mom's job rot
got two more now working for nothing
debt takes the littlest something
seperating our family, i stay wit' my man terrel
he sell drugs so i began to tell
of struggling and how its easy to resort to it
trying say what i need to, breath short of it
he continued and his momma knew
cropped in front of her hard to hide like a farmer do
i barely hear my mother
she hasn't seen my brother
it been 2 years going on thousand of tears
sisters fears life is misfortunate it tears
her soul and it contains reality gears
i love my mom, and i hear her struggle on the phone
living wit' my drugged aunt, and her jacked up home
at terrel's we most the time alone
his dad works and his moms injecting bones
nursing degree, pregnant, i admire her
she my second mother and i'd die for her
no hearts in the governments body
i'll fight until i see improvment in our humanity

Lil' Ruger
05-19-2007, 09:18 AM
you dont need a format man well bigs strategy is his but what i do is just let everything come to me and let it all flow u got some good stories and you've progressed alot since you came to this site actually. b4 u were average now you got really hot rhymes i see you started trying out multi's instead of just couplets thats good.....

everyone has differant ways of writing they're rhymes and stories and shit but really i worte one of my best stories in a few minutes it had maybe 100+ lines but w/e w/e its all cool peace MX peep my thread too i got some new shit.

MX1
05-19-2007, 04:36 PM
ight thanks for the suggesstions and comments doc, and yeah i'll check out ur thread, peace

MX1
05-20-2007, 12:43 AM
why do people want me dead
fuck this is the only thing i said
goverment implementing inequality
break my fam down mentally
emotionally, physically, and take all we care for
what, how dare he try soar
we need more cops to eat away his core
take his man rel so he have no one left
take his breath so he meets death
i feel unreal its surreal to see my light in movies
bastard of the party to menace i move through these
pendance for something i ain't never be
my color break crimes without me
see its he right there darkest G out of the chosen few
through the fee of warrants i glue to my wall
walk pass 'em in my hall
put 'em tall
and match the hieght and promise to rise over 'em
they love to condemn my heart and rip out my stem
just becasue of my lineage and who i am

MX1
05-22-2007, 09:13 PM
its official, they won't listen
i talk to myself through my written
trying to prove myself to my friends
i been freestyling since 6th grade but it depends
can i write something that will be taken seriously
or do i have to play a fool like most that claim lyrically
i can't say shit, regardless first amendment
i say i need to cry, so they say i never meant it
my eye dryer than wood, and only if i could
shed a tear to prove my point to everyone
it ain't fun, knowing i'm heard last to none
give me a mic. to a worldwide channel
feel like a forest fire, burning quicker than a candle
i plead necks i dismantle
when i don't wanna hurt no one
i had a gat and then rel threatened wit' a gun
so i rid the shit quick
and i respect girls, my brain more thick than my dick
but i'm stereotyped, fuck being raw, i want ripe
i wanna go where i'll be heard
ain't no bitch, though this is preferred
i love the block i'm from, love ya'll forever
though staying stationary shit won't get better
give me a education, so i can run a nation
fuck presidency i need a calling station
came up told trust no one
came up told gotta bust someone
but how if i wanna progress here
last year, i saw a body fly through the air
a soul, a motha fucking soul, left to fast
in a flash, his future became a past
i can't laugh, can't smile
i don't lie, easy on momma stay outta trouble
i run but sin runs faster
i need my moms to have stability, so i got her
i need one ear, and one tear to come together
and see the hoods weather clear for the better
can't find time to work on others
gang affiliation know fam when i'm wit' my brothers
niggas is lost, and at all cost, i'll trick jake into admitting ghetto holocaust
tried cleaning it up, but bled too much like teeth and floss

MX1
05-23-2007, 08:36 PM
i speak my mind
living a lie, die and continue divine
whine about a dime and fine, i'll teach you mine
i love life rhyme, but i'll throw a battle line
hip hop is something i love
a gift in CD form, from Gods above
rap when shooting baskets
rap when recruiting caskets
while you nap i'm shooting you faggots
MX1, stand for malcolm x and one love
try to replicate my hand, barely scraping the glove
shove aside all homicide and confide into truth
talking to God, i see you clearer than a phone booth

MX1
05-23-2007, 09:36 PM
any suggesstions or something, i can take whatever, i wanna improve my style, any thoughts?

thanks

J.T.S.
05-24-2007, 12:57 PM
why do people want me dead
fuck this is the only thing i said
goverment implementing inequality
break my fam down mentally
emotionally, physically, and take all we care for
what, how dare he try soar
we need more cops to eat away his core
take his man rel so he have no one left
take his breath so he meets death
i feel unreal its surreal to see my light in movies
bastard of the party to menace i move through these
pendance for something i ain't never be
my color break crimes without me
see its he right there darkest G out of the chosen few
through the fee of warrants i glue to my wall
walk pass 'em in my hall
put 'em tall
and match the hieght and promise to rise over 'em
they love to condemn my heart and rip out my stem
just becasue of my lineage and who i am

i like ya style you sound original keep flowing your good!

MX1
05-25-2007, 12:24 AM
aye thanks j.t.s., props on the comment

peace and 1luv

MX1
06-09-2007, 01:19 AM
they wanna take property
clearly they dont give a fuck about we
but me i see that it takes an emcee
need the feed and plead to be heard
shit they fuckin' bees and leavin fightin birds
they wanna take where i live
they stormed and threatened my sis and her new kid
i gotta hit man bid for any IRS agent
hell sent by the devil and government
my mom works three jobs
behind the counter, while my brother robs
i dont know where he at no more
his girl left him, naked soul like a whore
deep in my core, i feel a sore
open as wide as the white house door
man bush is a bitch, won't walk outside
if he did, i'd teach the nation presidential homicide
but thats life basically suicide
tackled by mad looking fiends in clean suits
but at ends sin means boots
trampling iraq ground hearing mortar sound
no G can handle the dismantle of a-k
if draft comes back, i say
i'd rather go to jail and risk my ass to some gay (no homo)
i aint fighting for somethin i dont believe in
they want pre-schools like they recieve kin
then they wonder why we find refuge
in gangs and go rob liqour stores settin a fuse
take the money and put our moms on a cruise
we soft hearted, but in a rock
can't save us so we reside inside the glock
we gotta confide into the lifestyle
learn not how to smile
and wait hours a day wondering when we gon die
then boom, and you check you side
every lie i heard every attempt to try
ended in a white controlling the country
no blacks in high positions now tell me that aint racy