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DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:14 PM
Yo, some might remember lyrics I posted months ago. I've only been doing this like a year, so don't expect anything of amazing quality, but it'll be some shit like you've never read.

All these WILL be recorded, I just wanna do it with a proper mic. Some have beats, others are more poetry.

ALL feed welcome.. try to be constructive though if you can.


*****Multisyllablise*****

I wrote this track jokingly as a battle track where cunts go on and on with pointless multies and shit they've never done. It's almost a parody, only 16 bars but the same sound throughout the whole thing.

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Shit when I spit rhymes I just do it for spite
Imagine you in my sight start chewin ya spine
I don稚 even gotta be provin I知 right
Disputin the tripe, fuck that, I知 gettin food for the night
You new to the hype n you see me usin a mic?
Recognise a proffesional like im in a suit n a tie
I知 in a noose when I write coppin boots to the eye
Derek vinyards above me n im refusin to bite
Straight abusin this life lack acumen insight
Loosin the time between the booze n the ice
Rutheless but right, snooze n you die
Too drug fucked for people so my crew is a pipe
I知 not shootin the dymes, its useless to lie
But mighta ran a few over when I知 cruisin n high
I was maggot, saw a whip, started boostin the ride
I知 scouting for people and can see two in the light
They scream 努hat you doin, you on the bike
Take my off my shoes for a fight cause they池e new n they池e white
Told them I can do what I want, my music is tight!
They didn稚 respect my hustle, so I was usin my lines
Sayin you池e wearin a cross I put the cruse in the fy
I値l ruin ya sight when you see me rootin ya wife
Leave you braindead with one punch, mutin ya mind
Leave the clues of your strife amusin my kind
Don稚 test me, I致e got a short fuse n a knife
Any excuses to strike n ill put it through n ya cry
I知 still cute when I try, on myspace it痴 true that I spy
But you see that girl? Damn my cock grew in the sky
He got mad, knocked my tooth with a right
N I woke up in my bed, back to shooin that fly
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DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:19 PM
*****Life Changes*****

This is a more personal joint, type of shit you dont even wanna post up but I needed to get off my chest haha. I like this one better cause it is more personal even if it isn't filled with multies, the ones in there are more meaningful. 2 16's, all true and all me.

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heard life changes now I’m thinkin the same
teeth wanna sink in the game, inkin the name
14 world on shoulders, shrinkin in strain
15 im winkin at dames, lost a link in the brain
cant stop me its just a kink in the chain
but changed myself, was in sync with the pain
Used to be drinkin away whatever cells I had
Scam a dude n wouldn’t tell him that I dealt in bags
Started to be a cunt too cats n I felt sin bad
Been to hell n back, first time fell in mad
Father dragged me out n welcomed back
N when he got cancer I was helpin dad
Chemo n court, those days were hell
I was workin jobs broke, they don’t pay too well
But was stayin for wealth, workin, makin myself
Bakin it stealth n put the cake on the shelf
Was smokin a lot, more the mind can take
Lyin awake think of tracks im dyin to make
Can you live in fear of death? Im findin a way
Think im the kind to just wait n sign it away?
Fuck that, we spend too much time in the grave
Should be a crime to just stay in blindin dumb faith
Rhymin for days, times was cryin for breaks
How you know im the type thats crazed? Right on ya tape
Sight on the fakes started to do it for me
I was cuin the beats n straight spewin the frees
Practicin night and day to be rulin the streets
Schoolin not preach my styles foolin MCs
I’ll work with anyone that’s true to the art
Those ruthless at heart, grew in the dark
Those who wanna be nueken the sharks
Shootin the darts, fuck it even those cats toothless and masked


My whole lifes just psychs, pills n polution
N it might feel that im losin, But my mic kills the illusion
I write, feel n produce it, But a signed deal is illusive
Just cause I refuse to bite meals for the stupid
Despite feelin useless I’m a pretentious cunt
stopped requestin drugs, n hangin with depressin fucks
Would they be there without the weed smoke?
The speed, blow? the keys’s of dope? The e’s? no
These blokes just take like repos
Not let they’re schemes known, break in when you leave home
The girls deepthroat n start flirtin for rocks
I like it raw but these hos burnin the cock
And on the real this shit saddens me
Its bad to see a girl with a wedding fantasy
Turn into a trashy fiend straight outta a magazine
Needin a lifetime subscription to vageclean
Matchin me can’t happen, one of a kind
Anti violence but lyrically got a gun on the mind
Gonna have to feed the whole nation for my hunger to die
Cause im a beast beneath the mask, like girls frontin their shy
Ironic being told im shit made me like this
Worlds crazy like this, doesn’t phase me slightest
Makin a tight mix or writing a songs like, rightin the wrongs
Straight fightin the loss,
I don’t preach about hip-hop to know I love it
Ive been pissed off when I bomb n they go and buff it
My flow is rugged, my bros is cousins
My zone is nothhin when I’m broke n buggin
But shits all about to change, 2008
Gonna move out the place of futile mistakes
Gonna write n create a new soundin wave
When crews round the state make you move out the way
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DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:25 PM
*****Twin Peaks*****

Anyone here seen this show? It's about a possessed father who rapes, tortures and murders his daughter. He's inhabited by a man called "Bob", who to me, represented the evil in all of us. His daughter (Laura) saw Bob's real face, which is described, but no one else could before it was too late. The opening sample of this is the confession when they find Bob, sets the mood.

Again 2 x 16's, first verse is the story of the death and second is my take on what "Bob" is.

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He inhabits the body of tortured minds
Forcin crime, sanity痴 borderline
Gray hair, dead eyes n short in size
It痴 slaughter time he takes his daughters life
He stalks n finds her doing men for coke
Lingering scent of dope he pretends to cope
Drags laura n roana out to the train car
Roana would survive but ever remained scarred
Tie them up n starts to flick matches
Takes his book of pain reads a quick passage
Fire walks with him, forcin him to be performin sin
Bobs killin the corpse hes in
laughs with glee beating her head
shallow cuts like a grave, bleedin to death
like a diver, shes needin a breath
getting hit by punches, 3 in the head
beaten to death, by a shell of her dad
cry for help as she fell on her back
swellin was bad, gets wrapped in plastic
naked n cold, with snapped n cracked ribs
under her nail he places a letter
shes disgraced forever, raped n fed up
from all the beatings she took as a adolescent
mad depressin with a dad possessed with
a demon who wont be seen as real
so to get them to even believe, he killed,
obscenely ill n in need of pills
he drags his daughter through scenic hills
straight to the lake n he throws her in
looks around n the worlds closin in
it痴 a small town with its dark secrets
n only the gifted see the face of masked leeland

Insomnia痴 starting to mess with my mind
Even at the best the times im stressed n im blind
Fingers caress my eyes, workin on the questions of life
Walkin in a city to depressed to cry
People just next in the line to be correctionalised
Getting turned insane if they put their necks on the line
And try and move up, but they turn to vices
No longer concerned with righteous, now learn as I write this
It痴 always dark coz I sleep through the day
But the moonlight is leadin way to see people decay
Sun goes down and B.OB fiends for play
Put your teeth in ya brain just cause hes needin a blaze
Think im kidding? My street you get stalked on
N if you talk wrong feel the wrath of the scourned ones
Perth痴 where I was born son, kids cant afford guns
but are quick to stick you with whatever can draw blood
fruity lexia and the street is all that痴 needed
for bob to reel these seeds in, hopes depleated
so they turn to smokin reefers, mixin coke with beam n
all the broke be theivin with their chosen demon
over fiendin so these blokes be schemin
ask why they pick you? Huh, no good reason
mums getting broke legs for coke debts
kids live in fear so they cant be home wrecked
I start rhyming so I can escape the darkness
But been state-wide n places are heartless
Cats already born with their face on a casket
So the nameless bastards turn to rapist fathers
People are givin up before they致e started
There痴 some with hope but bob takes the matyrs
Coz heavens just a place once you survive this
And when I spit wanna make it easier for the lifeless
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DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:33 PM
I got shitloads more, some on comp and some spread around about 3 rhyme books. Only been doing it for a year but i'm trying to get poetical with it, I'll see what else I got..

fiendin for feed, never shown NO ONE this shit haha

DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:37 PM
*****No clue, this was a weird night*****

This was written with no beat, trying to be descriptive and emotional. Again just letting shit out on the pad, knawmean nigga? If you like gangsta shit, i'm expecting hate, but i'm being me, fuck you!

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Pain of the heavens rain down on a tin roof
insane but minds of schizos are sin proof
bouncin in the brain, welcome to the conscience
don’t have to ask questions to get responses
the past is the present and the future is never
in the class of the peasent cant be a half stepper
so I start the lesson and the ties get severed
to the last of the percent coz lies cause a tremor
in my mind as memories flood back
remembering the times like I cant believe ive done that
have another cone and create a new regret
stratch your eyes but it wont let you forgot
as dark visuals flood the screen
apart of the ritual of drugs and cream
it’s all critical living the life of thugs n thieves
edging closer n closer to slug it seems
fuck these fiends, I write for my own purpose
drownin in spit tryina reach the surface
noun Is unfair but this is what the verb is
meaning of life is on a song but no ones heard it
how many chains you got is what they concerned with
I stay writin no matter who’s turn it is
Pads my confessional, hip-hop the religion
Stab the impressionable and the shits not forgiven
So i’m stuck in prison inside my own mental
Questionable living findin my way home to the sentinel
I thought some were dope n they turn to sung hooks
Spit straight bars fuck the punishment these lungs took
Done with a verse burnt this tongue looks
Tryina blame dealers for the drugs your son took?
He’s just one crook, son would find them anyway
Try being broke n can’t afford school, it’s just gettin’ pay
I was lied to n given buckets in the second grade
Givin pills when 13 for a woman givin up sex for pay
Some feel bad n understand why I did shit
But the memoriess of pain is a burden I live with
Everyday I get up and burn the wish list
Religion not of concern, askin myself for forgiveness
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DJMethods
01-21-2008, 01:46 PM
*****5 minutes of lyrical slaughter*****

This was me just writing and writing, found a beat and just destroyed it. Had been writing for like 6 months when I did this, 5 minutes long, flows fine but it's different from my other flow and changes up cause of the beat I used flipped. Long read but some nice lines in there, more battle track with meaning.

5 minutes of lyrical slaughter,
spittin since got umbilical chord cut
if most MCs flow like h2o,
consider me mineral water, imperial order
clearin the floor bra, kneel before us
I aint the best of all time, or even close
Nas, rakim, krs or ghost
Boast the best catalogue the game has seen
Fuck fame or cream, or fiends, this time stayin clean
18, but I致e lived 4 lives
n never felt pain like lookin into poor eyes
more lies fillin airwaves
塗ip-hop is dead bombed on their graves
tear page after page from my rhyme book
so I attack with lines to make the blind look
about time took to get it right
clear the mind of pain at bed at night
the ends in sight, testify, bout testin times
aressted, disconnected, from family n friends
so I find solidarity in pens
prayin this where insanity ends
got no mpc or producer, find instrumentals
frustrated like ya girls on her menstrals
but got the pen still, tryina be heard
blastin Vents, blowin up speakers
writin hits in a year old hoody,
tight as this life aint what it should be
how could we, lock kids up who never got a chance
what if the next shakespear lost his hands,
in a war, we shouldn稚 be in
wouldn稚 be in, if we had
one thing to believe in
leader who wasn稚 theivin
schemin, for selfish reasons
hell this season
40 degrees an it should be freezin
thugs on the street think they池e tough
pickin up 13 year olds who aint wear enough
be prepared for us to tear em apart
im rarin to start, fuck wearin my heart
I left it on a track, testin the wack
I try but the voice wont let me relax
Put me on pills, after sayin drugs are bad
What the fuck is that?
Its ok if it comes from pads?
crab mcs don稚 know their dreams are illusions
Couldnt get my talent with a blood transfusion
Losin the battle and they aint in it
Wacker then battlin n straight sayin writtens
Vacate the women, don稚 reproduce
We need the next generation to speak the truth
Elitist fruits argue bout shit of no concern
Debates hold as much weight as ash in a broken urn
Smokin herb, think their intellectual
With cheats to a game you couldn稚 be next level
If sex sells, ill go platinum coz I rape tracks
Vinegar for lube, sodomize fake cats
Like train tracks, get warned before comin to close
Leave you like a diabetic without glucose
fearin, paranoid what happens next?
Snappin necks with by rappin text
Catchin wreck, like an iceberg
Im a perfect 10, makin my rhymes twice hird
Slice nerves, fucking up biters
Call me derek vinyard as I make you bite curbs
School days filled with hopes n dreams
can afford food, but im broke it seems
soon to be scopin fiends, no coke or Ds
like Friday, my lifes got smokin themes
skippin classes like movin to melbourne
but did it illegal, so in hell I burn
but I wanna be a new man, so grew plans
But cant clear the conscience, only brew can
So I drink more, but the quit weed
Now im a sick mc the type that rips fiends
Nobody miss me, aint give em a reason to
No reason to try when aint no pleasin you
Me and you aint mates, we just like weed and booze
Like feet n shoes what looks pleasin you use
D駛 vu, this shit was meant to be
God given talent sent to me
To destroy cunts relentlessly
To make it, gotta appeal to teens or elitist cunts
So if one album sells id be 殿tleast its bumped
Got enough to pay rent so its more then before
So ill spit from the hear till throats raw and sore
Causin more terror then cum on ya daughters jaw
Nautica repper for the slums of the poorest of poor
Ofcourse theres better but none caught in a war
Quite like I am, dunno who to trust but need a hype man
Wanna rhyme bout my high self esteem
But to have that you need wealth it seems
So stay with a hoody, rockin backpacker shit
Coz the worst of that痴 better then the wack rappers get
Sick of media, complain bout hip-hop lyrics
Got no understandin tryina be critics
Twistin everyones words every which way
So decipher this I say, every bitch is gay
That make me homophobic or chovanuistic?
Who gives a fuck, worry bout places with no logistics
hip-hop痴 more then music
don稚 confuse it coz the execs abuse it
offended? Yo, wear it if the shoe fits
perth痴 on the new shit like J Fox
makin it without name drops
just stay payin props
chillin heads like rain drops
shame cops rhymes about blazed crops
bang this runnin up when the train stops
defame stop signs with tins n markers
people who pay for cleanup sin the hardest
bin witness to the hardships
blamin those with no hopes more stupid then mims in the market
leave you missed in a casket, but I aint no killer
just sick of the bastards with songs half filler
the pillar of rap is based on reality
but the reality of that, its now on legality
田ant use this sample, label politics
its not if fans say your hot, its puttin change in pockets
I think that痴 blatantly obvious
Now to be shakin the cops you just have to be makin that hot shit
Rapin n robbin? That痴 just secondary crimes
Legendary minds are now whos testin high
Think they give a fuck? Nah ya just next in line
In the factory for robots who never question lies
Bit hypocritical, cause I built a fence for mine
Now to rectify I have to be inventin lines
While you stressin for ice, i take this weapon of mine
Make it represent time, n ressurect lives

J.T.S.
01-22-2008, 03:10 PM
Pain of the heavens rain down on a tin roof
insane but minds of schizos are sin proof
bouncin in the brain, welcome to the conscience
don’t have to ask questions to get responses
the past is the present and the future is never

Pads my confessional, hip-hop the religion
Stab the impressionable and the shits not forgiven
So i’m stuck in prison inside my own mental
Questionable living findin my way home to the sentinel
I thought some were dope n they turn to sung hooks
Spit straight bars fuck the punishment these lungs took
Done with a verse burnt this tongue looks
Tryina blame dealers for the drugs your son took?
He’s just one crook, son would find them anyway
Try being broke n can’t afford school, it’s just gettin’ pay
I was lied to n given buckets in the second grade


Tight white shadows in the dark lion hearts.

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 09:39 AM
Only got time to read the first one right now, but it's fuckin dope. Wanna hear you rhyme it on a beat.

Love the fact that you wrote a rhyme about Twin Peaks! I got Twin PEaks samples on a couple of my tracks.

Will read the rest when I get a mo.

Keep it up.

DJMethods
01-23-2008, 09:50 AM
^^^Cheers man, that was my latest one. The twin peaks song is like one of my favourites I've written. I wrote the first verse very soon after starting, but got told it was ill when i recorded it and played it on my iPod to mates. Needed a second verse that could match it and waited..

but yeah props for checking man,

J.T.S.. hahahahaha bro I got no clue what you're saying, but props for checking man! That 'schizo' one was weird, it was raining on my tin roof and i just needed to write while suffering from insomnia haha

KERZO
01-23-2008, 10:06 AM
hey djmethods, i got the original twin peaks ST so im gonna do a hip-hop remix of it and post the file up here for ya to see what ya think...peace

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 10:09 AM
^^ Yeah I made a beat using the Twin Peaks music once. Got some quality vocal samples as well.

DJMethods
01-23-2008, 10:14 AM
Thats ill, I used a basic sample on it cause of the program I've got. It's when Leeland "confesses", and has that weird laugh and shit.. mostly violins/pianos with the beat and drums. its ok, voice suits it, but I want it better

KERZO
01-23-2008, 10:36 AM
I'll use the instrumental of the TP theme, loop that shit, add some kicks, snares and hi's...im also thinking claps aswell....

ill probably have it done by mon...then ill zshare it and post the link here.

if ya have the vocal parts for the TP theme spinx, zshare it up here and ill add those samps too...

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 10:46 AM
Haha, I would, but I got the vocal samples in a couple of my tracks already. I got plans for those tracks, so don't particularly feel like sharing right now!!!

KERZO
01-23-2008, 11:07 AM
cool...if yer planning on releasing it then you should make sure you got publishing rights as the samps are copywritten no doubt

(i got a degree in Music Industry Management, lol)

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 11:15 AM
^^ Fuck clearing samples, no one's gonna buy my album anyway!

DJMethods
01-23-2008, 11:19 AM
^^^You planning on making this serious Spinx?

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 11:23 AM
My plan is to make the best album I can, and chuck it about a bit. If a label with a bit of money is interested in releasing it proper, then they can sort out sample clearance then.

I believe I have a slight chance of doing something. I'm lucky to have a really good set of contacts, especially within radio.

I'm also lucky to have two really dope producers making beats for me.

DJMethods
01-23-2008, 11:27 AM
Not to self promote, but hit up DJ's as well. I'll download if it's going to be like that and work something into a set, do that with everyone you know man.

I'm lucky, I'm in a country with a hip-hop community which is booming and in a city with no representation, even I copped some English hip-hop, it's worth trying.

LuckyTheWonderDog
01-23-2008, 11:30 AM
Yeah, I got a few contacts with DJs here as well and two guys from my old school run London's biggest hip-hop night.

Will flood the net with self promotion as well.

I'll send you some shit when it's done.

KERZO
01-23-2008, 11:40 AM
^^^^ lol spinx

TAURO
01-26-2008, 11:38 PM
*****Life Changes*****

This is a more personal joint, type of shit you dont even wanna post up but I needed to get off my chest haha. I like this one better cause it is more personal even if it isn't filled with multies, the ones in there are more meaningful. 2 16's, all true and all me.

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heard life changes now I知 thinkin the same
teeth wanna sink in the game, inkin the name
14 world on shoulders, shrinkin in strain
15 im winkin at dames, lost a link in the brain
cant stop me its just a kink in the chain
but changed myself, was in sync with the pain
Used to be drinkin away whatever cells I had
Scam a dude n wouldn稚 tell him that I dealt in bags
Started to be a cunt too cats n I felt sin bad
Been to hell n back, first time fell in mad
Father dragged me out n welcomed back
N when he got cancer I was helpin dad
Chemo n court, those days were hell
I was workin jobs broke, they don稚 pay too well
But was stayin for wealth, workin, makin myself
Bakin it stealth n put the cake on the shelf
Was smokin a lot, more the mind can take
Lyin awake think of tracks im dyin to make
Can you live in fear of death? Im findin a way
Think im the kind to just wait n sign it away?
Fuck that, we spend too much time in the grave
Should be a crime to just stay in blindin dumb faith
Rhymin for days, times was cryin for breaks
How you know im the type thats crazed? Right on ya tape
Sight on the fakes started to do it for me
I was cuin the beats n straight spewin the frees
Practicin night and day to be rulin the streets
Schoolin not preach my styles foolin MCs
I値l work with anyone that痴 true to the art
Those ruthless at heart, grew in the dark
Those who wanna be nueken the sharks
Shootin the darts, fuck it even those cats toothless and masked


My whole lifes just psychs, pills n polution
N it might feel that im losin, But my mic kills the illusion
I write, feel n produce it, But a signed deal is illusive
Just cause I refuse to bite meals for the stupid
Despite feelin useless I知 a pretentious cunt
stopped requestin drugs, n hangin with depressin fucks
Would they be there without the weed smoke?
The speed, blow? the keys痴 of dope? The e痴? no
These blokes just take like repos
Not let they池e schemes known, break in when you leave home
The girls deepthroat n start flirtin for rocks
I like it raw but these hos burnin the cock
And on the real this shit saddens me
Its bad to see a girl with a wedding fantasy
Turn into a trashy fiend straight outta a magazine
Needin a lifetime subscription to vageclean
Matchin me can稚 happen, one of a kind
Anti violence but lyrically got a gun on the mind
Gonna have to feed the whole nation for my hunger to die
Cause im a beast beneath the mask, like girls frontin their shy
Ironic being told im shit made me like this
Worlds crazy like this, doesn稚 phase me slightest
Makin a tight mix or writing a songs like, rightin the wrongs
Straight fightin the loss,
I don稚 preach about hip-hop to know I love it
Ive been pissed off when I bomb n they go and buff it
My flow is rugged, my bros is cousins
My zone is nothhin when I知 broke n buggin
But shits all about to change, 2008
Gonna move out the place of futile mistakes
Gonna write n create a new soundin wave
When crews round the state make you move out the way
-----

This was pretty good, especially liked the second verse. The only thing I would say though is that it seems that you are cramming too many words into a sentence it just came across a bit cluttered. I was reading it aloud and I kind of sounded a bit like 9th prince or Rza.

I read the rhyme in your first post too and it seemed to have the same issue, now i've got a picture of you sounding like Rza lol. I would also recommend using a thesaurus, you had a great thing with this rhyme but I feel with better word use it would have been much tighter.

It's really good though :thumbup:

noel411
01-27-2008, 02:28 AM
Some pretty real shit here, nigga. I read all of them except for the really long one. You've got quite good structure and understanding of rhyme schemes for a nigga who hasn't been writing long. Everything I read flowed really smoothly on paper too. Don't get carried away with multies though. You're definitely a bit too heavy on them at times, nigga. It's better to write a smooth and well compiled line with a single syllable rhyme than an awkward line full of multies.

The biggest plus is the content though. Good to see a nigga just dropping some real thoughts on paper. Makes for interesting lyrics. The story about the dude who kills his daughter was good too.

Props nigga.

DJMethods
02-05-2008, 02:54 PM
TAURO: Get what you mean. Thats the thing though, props for the feed cause i'm still real new at this and just working it out by myself and what not. Recent ones seem to have the problem fixed, but sometimes I get carried away.. Wrote last night, came back today and wrote a WAY better second verse cause I thought of shit you said. props man.

Cheers Noel.. The multies thing is funny. I struggled to do them at first, so I just spent a few weeks banging out multifested rhymes and just learning to think that way.. now I find it hard to switch back haha. Appreciate the support.

*****And they call me crazy....*****

This is my most recent one. D/L this beat off someone in the Audio Booth and started freeing over it, but these other rhymes I wrote just fit so perfectly.. So the first few bars have been used in other rhymes cause I'm not sure which I wanna record. I'll probably redo the other one cause I like this concept.

It's just about a dude walking to get beer, no money for rent, just surviving the times. I kept seeing visuals of what was going on when I wrote this so just wrote what I saw. Story of how a guy became an MC. Thoughts/feelings are my personal ones, the homeless dude isn't.

Also a lines inspired from TAURO's old sig :p

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Insomnia痴 startin to mess with my mind
It痴 the best of the times yet im stressed n im blind
Fingers caressin eyes, askin questions of life
As I walk in a city too depressed to cry
Seems I知 next in line to be correctionalized
Fight with this weapon of mine to resurrect lives
No heaven sent guys to prevent the lies
Just rich men in suits who represent crime
Got my hoody on, as I stroll on the pavement
Wonder to myself how we値l ever pay rent
Fuck bein homeless again, im smokin within
Energy inside me cant cope with the sin
Spark up a cigarette, sayin fuck how sick I get
Cause I知 already dyin for bigger cheques n jiggas rep
Last 20 in the pocket im tuckin for beer
Cause im stuck in the fear of another fuckin new year

Yeah I don稚 smile much but havent made it yet
Still in the prelims waitin on a main event
But I'll slay a vet if it makes me cents
Stop takin es, makin amends with favourite friends
The hopes n dreams found at the bottom of a glass
Help me cope with ease but shouldn稚 have gotten this far
Now im walkin back got my booze in hand,
Cruisin land designing a ruthless plan
Toothless man approaches, askin for change
Gave him my last 20 cents n he laughed in my face
Told it was just the start of the age, a part of my rage
could switch and help me start passin the days
Not knowin what he meant I headed home
He let it known my feet can create a metronome
This beat won稚 leave my mental, I start to free
Till I can hardly breathe, and now it痴 a part of me
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KERZO
02-06-2008, 08:04 AM
wasabi :lmao:

DJMethods
02-06-2008, 10:35 AM
^^^??? no clue what you mean.. ill say props anyway


For those who wanna hear me spit check hear; http://www.wutang-corp.com/forum/showthread.php?t=50505

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