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Bigot Hitman
01-08-2008, 11:59 PM
(Bigot Hitman)

Word is blood, this for nine to five'in, steady strive'in
Grown kids grind'in on big wheels already drive'in
Fuck ass kiss'in, respect yo values not yo boss
Don't knock the cross, christ'll be yo last friend in
A fist fight between society, and quietly help you out
At no cost like gravity just hold'in you down
Through the stormiest days, and the coldest nights
Faith in any god keeps u warm if u hold it tight
My cornerstore posters, cop that minimum wage
You can get that g.e.d. without the sinincal ways
Work up to that eight fifty, jump on college loans
Stay committed to digits so that tommorow's sown
Shy away from the drama, take control of yo bets
Fuck putt'in yo life on the line for the soul of a set
Some crawl then walk, some walk then crawl
But when they call in cops, they all fall then flop
Years of lockdown ain't worth the pay of crime
If you can't see that, then i'd gotta say ya blind
I never got stopped fully, I changed the situations
Realized most people gave the same insinuations
Understand'in is everything, after that shit's easy
Aleast for me, my tornado's just get breezy
Some got them fucked up ways to deal with problems
End'in lifes over wrong and right wit steel revolvers
Regret's a infinite infant forever need'in attention
For one's in back of books read'in the end'ins
Got fucked up from the begin''in, who got you sin'in?
The one that on yo last day, who's spot you rent'in
Shit be come'in out hard, turn yo toilet water red
But will i give a fuck when my father's dead?
Nah, i don't know'em, sum shit's just outa hands
You can sit and bake a pan, or and go make a plan
On how to get someth'in eat, off the legal plate
Before u die for a name you can say yo people ate


(The Ghost)

They say my ego got part of my soul pardon behold/
I've written jargon in scrolls, paitence swallowed it whole/
To regurtate it, spit it in the sink watch it go down the drain if/
Its the same shit different time same language/
I just want the heaven leonardo painted/
The harsh reality of non immortality can change shit/
So I wait anxious to see the truth revealed/
My man see psychodelic shit taking those exlusive pills/
Some say he tripping but I think he's seeing visions/
He's non religon and his skin hardly pigments/
Its no infingement the words came out the sphinxs mouth/
I'm in the house on the couch watching house/
A straw ain't break the camels back, if so how'd you handle that/
These clothing labels got us like oxen, they brand our back/
No planned attacks, you mind as well cancel that/
Channel 9 live from ground zero where you standing at?/

noel411
01-09-2008, 01:28 AM
If you've got a good voice and delivery for it, you could probably make some pretty good street rap. I'm not much into these lyrics, but that's mostly cause it's just not really my thing. They're pretty decent lyrics for what they are. I'd be interested to hear this in audio.

J.T.S.
01-09-2008, 07:55 AM
End'in lifes over wrong and right wit steel revolvers
Regret's a infinite infant forever need'in attention
For one's in back of books read'in the end'ins
Got fucked up from the begin''in, who got you sin'in?
The one that on yo last day, who's spot you rent'in
Shit be come'in out hard, turn yo toilet water red
But will i give a fuck when my father's dead?
Nah, i don't know'em, sum shit's just outa hands
You can sit and bake a pan, or and go make a plan
On how to get someth'in eat, off the legal plate
Before u die for a name you can say yo people ate

Those bars left me speechless!!

Bigot Hitman
03-15-2008, 08:43 AM
gotta bump this, its the best collab this year