Real life of a Hitman

[andy_gza]

This one was my first ever rhyme, I posted it on here before everything went tits up

25 to lifer, lookin' down a sniper//
..Barrell Gon' shoot you in the face for bread and diapers//
To feed an' clothe his family and seeds//
No hope, just his scope, he'll reach for the weed//
To get mad blunted 'fore he makes you bleed//
Cops quick on the scene but he already fleed//
Yo, He just wants to buy nice things//
Like his wife a fur coat, and a diamond ring//
Just like you and me, 'cept now you're dead//
Face down in the gutter, half a fuckin' head//

[Bigot Hitman]

Fuck this wack ass shit

[andy_gza]

you aint hard.. }:|

Knock you off my shoe like dog shit hard man:thumbup:

[J.T.S.]

Fuck this wack ass shit


LOL!!

[Bigot Hitman]

you aint hard.. }:|

Knock you off my shoe like dog shit hard man:thumbup:

I meant what i said, but on the cool i usually would bite my tongue when i feel like sayin some shit like that, but that night i think i was feelin uncut so u gotta excuse that.

[andy_gza]

I meant what i said, but on the cool i usually would bite my tongue when i feel like sayin some shit like that, but that night i think i was feelin uncut so u gotta excuse that.


Thats fine, I dont think it is great either. But you barked at me, I barked back. End. we cool.