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Whats up everyone, like i said my first rap ... i know Wayne got put in jail just a few days ago but im already feeling it haha... tell me what you think. personally i dont think this is my best but if you like it ill post some more which i have saved. Thank you.
Wayne………. I feel your pain.
You don’t know me and I don’t know you but I got some spit to throw you.
I feel you and everything that you say, you did what you did and you did it your way.
Them pussy cops know they put away a beast and they will die guilty, old and gray.
You pack heat for your own protection; I understand why and don’t need correction.
A heatless nigga means a heartbeatless nigga where you come from.
One shot and it means your life is undone.
But you’ve already been shot, and it wasn’t just by someone.
A young Wayne in so much pain just a young thug counting down the days until everyone knew your name.
You knew it was coming, fame was sounding in your head and you never stopped humming.
As inevitable as time you knew you were to shine.
You knew on that bus someone wasn’t going home, someone was to pay for the, “crime”.
Them cops picked their best target, and you were to blame.
Pigs remain filthy in their work; the boys in blue remain the same.
Seems like the world is trippin over what happened.
I wish I could just clean this up with a magic napkin.
Its just messed up you got picked out of every other nigga that’s strappin.
My sadness increases as the days grow.
I miss watching you perform live, I miss your show.
I almost want to make my own Carter songs, and I think im about to, so here I go.
I’m not even going to make this integration smooth, I’m just going to flow.
You cant tip em so you top em.
You cant poke em so you pop em.
You cant flip em so you flop em.
You cant shake em so you shock em
Because you shake em like we shock em, and we shock like em like electromagnetic shockin.
Easy… Weezy… let him free.
Let him go, let him out, without him rap is in a drought.
He doesn’t deserve what he got and everyone knows it without a doubt.
If I was any crazier id make a legit attempt at breaking him out.
But I’m not because I know id get caught.
I’m just losing my shit over it, I am straight up distraught.
I feel like my itunes library is tied up in a knot.
Because I have no new Wayne songs, nothing in here is Krispy Kream fresh and hot.
My library remains lonely, and so does the king of raps spot.
Wayne………. I feel your pain.
You don’t know me and I don’t know you but I got some spit to throw you.
I feel you and everything that you say, you did what you did and you did it your way.
Them pussy cops know they put away a beast and they will die guilty, old and gray.
You pack heat for your own protection; I understand why and don’t need correction.
A heatless nigga means a heartbeatless nigga where you come from.
One shot and it means your life is undone.
But you’ve already been shot, and it wasn’t just by someone.
A young Wayne in so much pain just a young thug counting down the days until everyone knew your name.
You knew it was coming, fame was sounding in your head and you never stopped humming.
As inevitable as time you knew you were to shine.
You knew on that bus someone wasn’t going home, someone was to pay for the, “crime”.
Them cops picked their best target, and you were to blame.
Pigs remain filthy in their work; the boys in blue remain the same.
Seems like the world is trippin over what happened.
I wish I could just clean this up with a magic napkin.
Its just messed up you got picked out of every other nigga that’s strappin.
My sadness increases as the days grow.
I miss watching you perform live, I miss your show.
I almost want to make my own Carter songs, and I think im about to, so here I go.
I’m not even going to make this integration smooth, I’m just going to flow.
You cant tip em so you top em.
You cant poke em so you pop em.
You cant flip em so you flop em.
You cant shake em so you shock em
Because you shake em like we shock em, and we shock like em like electromagnetic shockin.
Easy… Weezy… let him free.
Let him go, let him out, without him rap is in a drought.
He doesn’t deserve what he got and everyone knows it without a doubt.
If I was any crazier id make a legit attempt at breaking him out.
But I’m not because I know id get caught.
I’m just losing my shit over it, I am straight up distraught.
I feel like my itunes library is tied up in a knot.
Because I have no new Wayne songs, nothing in here is Krispy Kream fresh and hot.
My library remains lonely, and so does the king of raps spot.
