TEary loC
These days, I feel like i need it all/ on the stairway to the top, prayin' i don't fall/ and wonderin', who gon catch me/ some close friends, or mayb my family/pushin' myself, to be all that i can be/ seein' so many road blocks/ like..damn!!! that many people can't stand me/ or maybe it me/ maybe I can't stand em'/ cuze I hear alotta talkin', but it come out ramblin'/ about who's who in this world full of diamonds and dust/the diamonds you can't trust/ cuze they all about emselves and the dust dissapears in time with rain clouds/... JUST A LIL SUMTHYN DEEP... IM BORED LOL
yo this is a diss 2 punji
yo punji what da fuck is wrong wit you
why go turn yo back on yo crew
fuck who you rollin wit
cuz im stayin wit ma click
u is a pussy fo lyfe
in gang fight u gon pull out a plastic knife
you made da wrong decison
rollin wit a pack of bitchs
now we back H.W.A fo lyfe
we drop it like itz hot all day,all night
but dis is only round 1
by round 2 punji will be done
_____________________
$H.W.A$
story of ma life....hear dis
1987 was da year of tha birth date, kids sproutin threw tha roof, boostin tha birth rate// ever since a kid i wanted to hurt jake, splurge hate, n peel back any mutha fucka for fucks sake// devils son man i used to think it, found booze wen i was ten n decided to drink it// dats wen tha real bad thots started to sink in, doctors n teachers didnt kno wat i was thinkin// got older n more ppl got strangled, anyone dat faught me was for sure to get mangled// do it lyke micheal did to ya kid get dangled, n mashed up, ma moms fake whip dun kno look crashed up// but she had it cus it was all she could get the cash up, i remember the time she baught me this n said this is ur last cup// asked tha fuck that means wut is u dumb, n she said take a good luck cus no more seein yur mom//wanted to get ridda me put me away, but reppin ma hood straight is where tha fuck ill stay// hit tha high school n met tha mod monz, first guy i met had dreads hes a bod mon// straight from tha yaaard ye it was awkward, taught me how to get feends stuck on that rock hard// dey gave me a new position called me block guard, cus dey seen how i loved to hug tha block hard// squeeze it out for loot yo money is money, n i aint feelin ya rhymez but yo wuts funny is funny// listen here dunny yu duno ma life, at age 17 ma stomach got introduced to a knife// dat wasnt even dat worst now bangin at nineteen, got extendables n ma skin went lime green// i looked into tha light i thot it was definatley my time seen? thot i would be pulled above up to that high beam// i made out it outta dat doh, n im back spittin, back in tha studio perfectin ma spittin// next week tha futre ye ya bitch ill be hittin, n if yu get angry ya kids'll end up missin// das ma word dude wats real is real, i got da girls yu want yo a feels a feel// tell me which one yu like n ill hook it up, tell me wat else yu need ye i cook it up!!!!
hmm whuts on mind, seems too hard find,
i try to read between the lines, and find the signs,
that might shead some sight of blind, and turn hate to kind,
thinkin of past times, as i spit these ryhmes,
hoping that my demons won't sneak up from behind,
but still ready to break ties that bind, and make them grind,
they all end up like the rest that i have dined, apon,
and my warroir soul still so old still battles on,
till the evilest of men and beings are gone,
in this endless war where one is lost another spawns,
with claws and fangs that tear at those who'ved wrong,
song listen closely to the subliminal messages in the song,
words of the dark mc spoken in reverse so noramallity is swan,
into pieces and scattered arcoss the galaxys and stars,
beats that entrap souls and torn apart from DOA's bars,
sounds that shatter windows of cars, that are scare like SARS,
MC's shot down with lyrical laser beams from as far as Mars
they say the road to college isthe rooad to knoledge
but a rapper is want i want to be
plus my late registration,got reject cos they ain such a degree
wanna be the black be thoven compose song from c minor to g major
he said dats nice son but u still need a major
tot i was hated on , he didnt like me cos of my skin color
felt like a mountain,hinderin my future
found out he was right,cant learn how to rhyme
if me we then will all be alike
rhyming is a blessing from GOD
the way i c it GOD of words
kind of like jedi masters ,but our mounth is our sword
we keep millions of people connected to the world
say things the way we c it
try share our views,and left others spirit
to every lyrist on this site i salute ya ll
even if u lost ur battle u still a star dog
this shit probably didnt come out the way i wanted it to
wat i wanted to say is to every one i respect yall
Yo I say anything on mizimind/
at any given' time/ don't matter who's
listen so gots a problem then step the fuck up
or get ya ass back in line/ fuckin' with me
its like fuckin' with beast/ get to deep its
like being in the belly of the beast/ and the
mo' haters it is the mo' shit I make 'cause yall lil
rookies/ like to act new school but I keep it
retro/ ni99a so next time you wanna go just
let me know an' I'll ve ready for ya and if you don't
then stop talkin' head or I'll make the toy blow/
oh no/
MuCh LoVe FrOm ThE sPrInGs
i talk tht hard shit, but niggaz knw i aint lying,afta i ripped u, i leave u like a baby boy crying,
this shits natural i always spit whats on my mizimind,you can find me on the street corner time afta time,hot fire flow out my mouth, line afta line,aint in here for fame jus recognition so im unsigned,the only niggaz dat dnt apprieciate my lyrics are da ones dat blind,im all bout respect and i treat ma gurls kind,the gurl im with at the moment, she perfect, now thts kinda hard to find,me and her, like we known each other all our lives we jus bind,i aint bein soppy, i jus speakin wotz on my mizimind!
Cypher started: June 15th 2006 at 16:01
yer sum good shit. i fink that clinical woz best thou just coz them first few linez n its about his life init. good stuf Rated: 5 Posted on: 2006-07-04 11:03:52