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my 2nd song writtin rate 1-10
this any better then my 1st attempt....i kno i aint that good but hopefully if i work at it
you’s the bitch get-in rich off other peoples shit/
you say u an intellectual but u just a straight up homosexual/
Spit-in all these lines/ that were actually once mines/
I guess I should compare us to Tyson vs. holdyfield/
bite-in so many lines catch u wit the hook n’ reel/
don’t u feel special running around wit ya ghat /
son who go-in to shoot wit dat?/
You shoot-in opps u missed
Throw-in so many whack lines even white boys gotta diss/
I can’t believe Ur still rappin/lyrical soldiers will have Ur lungs collapse-in/
u vs. us is just a fatal attraction/kill u bitch’s like salient assassins/
Murder-in different MC’s kill-in them by the ration/ I’m do-in it for the passion/
You shoot-in opps u missed
U Just another bitch that just joined our black list/
U might as well go ahead n’ slit Ur wrist/
better off then try-in ta step ta dis/
I may be white but my rhymes aim to kill/give ya a chills/ make ya freeze in action/
put ya body in traction/spit so quick u be like o shit what just happened/
matter a fact then I’ll just put u in a car or a van/shoot u right there where u stand/
u demand a recount well there ain’t no recounts from a T.K.O./
ain’t no recounts when I bury u 6 feet below/
ain't no recounts when my shits like whoa/
I’m shoot-in at u ya’ll bitch’s
Me and blackout will have u sleep-in in ditch’s/
we like light switch’s/ turn us on n’ we drop-in bombs/
Pretty soon u can find us out on CD ROMs/
Ain’t a psychic/ I can’t read Ur palms/
but I can predict the future lyrical soldiers is the future/
We a mix like gin n’ tonic ¾ white n' ¼ black/
hit u harder then if u were a quarterback/
hit u quicker then if I was take-in it to the whole n’ I was shaq/
there ain’t no surviving our lyrical attack/ have u lay-in face down flat on your back/
Like Wu said “we ain’t something to fuck wit”/u got guns u better come at us quick/
cause were flip-in this game upside down/pump-in u clowns round after round/
of verses leav-in u in hearses/ u wish u could reverse this fate/
but its too late u already started battling the great/
Were shoot-in!!!{Guns}
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I define myself as unusual because I do what I think is right.
I feel that there's a beautiful inspiration of wisdom waiting to evolve itself into it's full natural state in which it deserves to flourish but constantly ignoring the right decision to make too to continue this world of routine of struggle with my self only to believe in self worth
Some things are better unsaid; so I write them instead
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