just rhymeing

Thugs makeing Music,causeing amushment for you to use it,brain twisted like the spliffs that get me lifted,I'v been tested, i broke barriers,made money off drug carriers,walked with cold blooded killa's and they terriers,pac n big blasts on the stero,enimem while i go histaricul,makeing music aint no marical,juss a talent im trying make avrage, not become the greatest rap battler a kid gone savage,im your regular mc, i feel i wasnt born to be,so lyrically i try make history.shit...this is me.-------Ima theif, i float threw the sreets like a leaf,for a second i cause greif, but the beef is breif,i let your soul release,with my blade or peaice,ya not living obest nomore atlest,lifes a bitch and then ya die,try be strong and remain out of the sky,heaven is nice but tonight hells fire burns in my eyes,so when i grips my glock,and walks up on ya block,mind remains in constent thought,waiting for the moment to make real my plot,mind bogglin to try fix the poverty while im slaughtering,heart cloggin from alchoal weed n smokes while im joggin,runnin from cops,runnin from the other smart foxs,shouting for change while i unload my intire rage like pac,so when u sense someone following,get ready to die fighting,or start the dick swollowin.

aight nice read Reeds just rymin too
you think you hot have you ever seen a desert wit sand
desert in hand pointed to your face wit 5 seconds to plan man
I deos what I can lyrically I do anything melt down a fan damn
its nuthin the a.c. dusted betta pay me sumthin before I bust it again bang
now it rang in ya ear both drums pierced
so when it came from the rear ya mind was cleared
of all thoughts including hard talk from you deer
to a lion u crazy betta start erasing before I get to defacing
bearing gripping tearing ripping
whats next yall me licking my paws then look for some more
ayo I make hot lines like cocoa nobody say that D got no flow
cuz when I spit they feel that chokehold
even my moms from puerto rico said my flow is loco
Its D bitch me slip nah even if I was climbin up a 80 feet cliff
wit mozzerella cheesesticks sliding down ill eat it
till the top cuz im a mac croc not about to stop even if the cops swarm the block round the corner shops
and even tho they eyeing me I still be buying these clovered knots
and you could fell the heat seep through covered pots
this the plot to blow your top and have ya moms watch
and ya raps has alot of empty spots im fillin
readin this from me youll need certain things to hold ya meal in
fellas throw it up if you feeling
me ladies you could scream if its in between
i got some splitting themes to spit the strangest things
but ima keep it cool and drive icicles through your brain tantacles
just to have that mental pull wit out eletronic tools
and all i need to blow off the roof is to be introduced so who D..D..DLight

roam in ya own zone or get two too da dome, sippin patron, weisers, wid a two four of budweiser's, im wiser then them wisemen, hand me five as i grow wiser then a wiseman.

Its that ol time killin, kardinal where the beat at? are we juss chillin? gettin so hot down in bc, smokeing mawie, sky sends down heat, to sweat the haters wid they heat, trying remain an elite, drop the flow, my cash flow will grow when i take control.


Call me The baby blue bad boy wid skyblue eyes, deep lies take fake cake maker haters on a far n long rydes, aint no coming back, spit it, write it, keep it hype when rype the spirt is in each and every lyric, Yeh, Ya Hear it?

and once again its on, from T-Dot to Surrey where crackers rot, i plot, to grab my machete im ready walk quite n steady thats just a thought, a cold but warm heart, bloody thug whiteboy like frank white, im white but hype, jumpin around, pumpin my gun, chopin crack rocks on blocks where cops stalk's, junkies busts locks while my eyes spots all like that of hawks, Winnipeger who will be your killer or maker, what ever way u choose watch who ya bruise, other wise your da next one to loose.


:p until next time.

noone here wants to cllanage a master poet? lmao

forever will i ryde until i die,
aim high with ya hands as randz makes ya soul float to da sky,
ima try, but never give up,
i got a bucket left of luck, so fuck it,
wanna buck it? grab ya gat or knuckles n knuck it,
dam bloody g's got a family? better protect it,
im an insain, untaimed loose cat with a gat,
im loc to the brain, twisted mind state lets me live great,
fuck thoes who cant relate and just hate,
i thought i had friends, but ima die alone in the end,
my broken scabs i mends, a sholder i gots to lend,
until im gone ima try pawn like a true dawn,
im just rhyming, every line unwinding,
my plot the thought in my head comes quick like a shot,
take it to the head otherwise u risk living,
if thats the cast ima come slivering, causeing your sholderso be shivering.



murder was the case i was given at birth to have my life erase!