y'know i'm openin up with every track that i spit man my walls is fallin down like buildin castles on quicksand y'know some say emotions is fa blokes who is weak dudes but each tune i write is all t'show what i been through some peeps'll spin the line that life is jus' what ya make it but how d'ya choose t'prosper when ya options is basic each drop is a great spit, i'ma try t'get paid quick it'd be easy if hiphop wasn't just black guys who is racists a white tryna make it? you'd think that shit was a miracle but like eminem and co, yo i'm jus' spittin original my lyrics'll speak truth'n real peeps'll stand up take a stand put they hands up coz they know that a man's good i know i aint mainstream, i know my shit is twisted but y'all needa recognize that i'm jus violent'n gifted so next time, ya check lines fa def rhymes inspect mine you'll find behind the mic's a clever guy with a blessed mind...
i been in love, and y'know sometimes the feelin really sucks when ya give someone ya heart ya let'em beat'n leave ya fucked opened up t'the pain, it's like ya weakened in ya trust makes ya future look bleak, coz evil demons feindin lust ya see this shit will manifest even in teh sweetest chick ayo she'll start off as an angel, then become a bleedin bitch coz girls is awesome it's true, but yo don't fall for it dude call relationships dope? fuck that i'll call it a noose take a glance at her eyes, she trappin mans with her lies when she dances makes her ass shake like the answer t'life yo that shit is hypnotic, she like "ya want it, you got it" then a few months down the line she ruunin off with ya pocket so ya left broke, ya broken hearted'n stressed so ya stealin jus t'eat until ya start t'feel klepto respect bro, it's what ya want but you won't get it when she's taken all ya money'n fucked you up you'll be left quick
y'know sometimes i'm paralyzed by pain..........
too many times in my past reside inside my brain times of drug fueled insanity, sickness, nighttime strain chicks who tore my soul t'pieces, it's like my lifetimes drained y'try t'build yaself up, n'peeps just knock ya down put yaself out on a record they jus mock ya sound sometimes it's hard man, t'put yaself on the line show them who ya really are it's all spelled out in a rhyme never doubtin ya mind, but peeps is tryna sow hurt try t'rip you into pieces when they find it don't work y'gotta fight man, n'push t'make ya shit happen try ya best t'make it work'n take ya place in this pattern in the tapestry of life, we weave our thread t'the whole when other lives'll cross the loom it's like a test fa ya soul will they knock you out of synch or will ya tread the same line or will the picture unfold as to young hearts are entwined....
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Ink - Always remembered, never forgotten (as a fake as fuck piece of shit who tried to steal 2 persona's)
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