first rap i wrote!

what are we here for dose anyone know i ask myself cuz im not sure live everyday searching for a meaning but i always end up blank staring at the celling nothing to do nothing to say so i just sit down and start to spray no label im not big time but i will always find time to make a rhyme i could do it all day and not make a dime i realy dont care my heads not clear all colgged up from to many beers drink them down one by one and i tell everyone "its just for fun" nobody knows whats going on inside just trying to get through these fucked up times never do i turn to the white lines but i smoke weed by the dimes crazy shit always in my mind i want my rap to be bigger then organized crime but thats not happening any time soon cuz my raps are to complex for most of you cant follow this shit that i spit my words hit harder then a pound of bricks fuck you pricks who dont like my shit you can all suck my dick i dont mean to be an ass but what do you know about my past? everthing i do is just for fun cant take shit serious cuz im to young never know when your gunna die so live it up why you have the time dont waste it doing coke lines i bring a new beat everytime you ask how i am doing well im just fine sitting down and droping lines go with the flow like wind chimes i dont realy care what they say cuz im p pickles and i do it my way so just kick back and try to relate

I gotta admit, for the first rap you wrote
It's got a nice flow, but here's a side note
You've got a few lines that don't flow too easy
Not to be harsh, but at times it comes cheesy
But overall no doubt, there's a fresh spin on spittin
And from readin your other jazz, I know you ain't quittin
I definitely agree that we all gotta live life to the max
But with life as hectic as it is, there seems to be no time to relax
Even when there seems like there's really no time
It's still feels good to just sit down and drop a line
I guess that's really why I'm respondin to this
Gotta do somethin stimulatin to keep my mind out the abyss
So if you respond back and drop some more lines
That would be chill, I'll get back when I got time

at some point n life/we all make a transition/
god sendz u da signz/2 letchu know hiz planz switch~n/
rhyme~n is a gift/it's a present/it's a privelige/
(Yo someone drop a beat it'z dat nigga Verse spitt~n) lol

Time is of da essence/niggaz fight~n over nonsense/
we gotta 2many 50centz/where is all my Commonz/
where is all my Kweliz/where are all our Mos defz/
they say hip~hop ain't die~n/but i'm notice~n da slowed breath/
there's no respect/dats da problem front and center/
use 2 b 20 nigga showz/does anyone remember?/
It'z EGOZ/datz da reason/scene been seeming fr~io/
i'ma steal dis niggaz chain/tell me y u even need those/
u so uck~n caught up n da glamour/and da trivial/
dat u say da wrong thing/
now his goonz wanna get rid of you/
can't go there 4 an interview or a show/
cuz u gon get bagged/by Diz's nigga Bowe/
and 4 real u don't even really know dese niggaz yo/
end up n da hospital/wit an old lady watch~n da soapz
shouldn't speak on dat rapper/jus focus on u/
even if he say ya name/((Aye)) "i respect em 4 what he do/"
shout outz 2 his hometown/tell em u iz grown now/
and den when u go there/you'll still feel like it'z ya home crowd/
oh wow/
guess i'm kinda gett~n off topic/
pickelz/da crowdz fickle/4 now jus watch it/
treat it like da army/4 now let em solve dey own problemz/
ain't no need 4 u/2 go n face da green goblin/
2 get where u wanna b/jus takes alil practice/
what dey say?/uhhh rome wasn't built n a day/
eaze ya way out/jus don't jump n da fray/
and 2 my girl who spitz it real all night and all day/
jus keep on spitt~n always.....

wait i can finish dat alil harder...lemme c...

and 2 my girl who spitz it real all night and all day/
don't get caught up n da lifestyle babe....

still ain't strong...but it'll do i guess....
whatchu think lil Simile dude.... lol
wordddddddddd....disrespectfull!!!!!

Haha, your last line made sense
Then you went all tense
Had to change it make it harder
Stiffen up your defense
When you were sayin "word... disrespectful" had me kind of lost
But I think I caught your meaning, saw the hint you tossed
Purpose and value seemingly gone
But still on point, cleaner than flossed
lol, I have no idea what all I said just meant
But go with it, flow with it, even though it's sort of bent

But back to how hip hop is currently dyin
MCs and big stars are currently lyin
The whole ghetto rap style and mixed up flows
Is ruining the rap label; that's how main stream goes
The crowds go wild over the busted lyrics
And go head over heels over the new remix
Dead Prez said when music hits you feel no pain
But when real rap is in the mix, ooo, it ain't the same
A vicious appraisal, a calm serene mood
It's music at its best, plus the attitude
Kwali and J. Blige said I Try
Yet music is losin steam, losin that determined high
There lacks a certain substance, a feeling of completion
From some of the rappin today, seems there's been a deletion
Dropped the reward of hearin some twisted new verses
Instead every other word, got Mr. Thinks He's Fly with curses
I know I'm not the best rapper in town
But I know the rap that's been around
What I'm hearin nowadays is all just sound
No musical lyricism, only mess that's found

Ain't I'm done venting about how some rap has lost its flavor
The rap institution needs a wake up call, a shock from a taser
Perhaps I'll be the one to be as sharp as a razor
And get the meaning out, havin everyone say "praise her"

haha, me foolin around with all that, hit somethin back...

I appreciate da help/mama went n on em/
dese niggaz iz fake/it'z a waste 2 even pawn em/
hit em wit da 1~2/den niggaz hit da deck/
think~n dey can go at us/and dat'll get em respect/

(Comp sayz) ~ Wait it'z not like dat

4real dog/i ain't even hear~n it/
da only people i give respect 2 b da lyricist/
I come from a place/where niggz rhyme 4 dayz/
and if u can't/den they don't give u da time of day/
so wit dat said/
let me move back up/
2 what was last said/
hip~hop/went commercial and adap~ted/
but n my eyes/i kinda look at dat as tra~gic/
we can't have dissssss

it'z kinda funny 2 me dat our convz could b a musical/
de incanates of Julie&Rome/after da funeral/
it's suitable 2 say/dat itz not fam/but distance/
and i would take da poison n half an instant/
well okay/maybe not/datz a wee bit extreme/
but i'd punch myself like 3 times/maybe rip up some jeanz/ (LMAO)
if we're a duo/den i fear 4 their team/
F Ciara and 50/we're Beyonce and Jay~z/
and lately/dey can't play me/
they crazy/dese young boiz iz wack/they can't fish fillet me/
and her/u won't get close 2/unless u posed 2/
jus like the witches from The Craft/I evoke u/