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[Nov. 11th, 2004|03:09 pm] |
People want to get some they can/
I'm open all day like a fucking atm/
Quick to speak my mind/
Weather wat comes out is mean or kind/
I don't have any rappin skills, my mind is diminished/
Too much tv and video games, it's over I'm finished/
I'm a lame, I have no game, never hit a bullseye, cause I lost my aim/
It's a shame, things had to come to this/
I used to think I was hard, standing tall, quick to pump my fist/
and now I'm shit, at the bottom of it all/
Like darko on the pistons, I'll never get to ball/
Human victory cigar, cause when it's over I'm lit/
Worse than vanilla, I don't even have a hit/
Made a CD one time for a girl, but that was it/ |
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| Turn the music up, turn the lights down I'm in my zone |
[Oct. 4th, 2004|03:28 am] |
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There one thing is this world I hate, is fakes/
I hate even more than the lake... ers/
Don't want to talk to you get outta my face/
I hate people like that their nothing but a disgrace/
You ever meet a fine girl, and everything was cool/
I mean a really fine girl, the kind that would make you drool/
And act a fool, I mean this the type of girl that would make you drop out of school/
And than the next second you find out it was all a costume/
Now I'm filled with gloom, and like I'm trapped in a tomb.
Calling me up asking me if I want to kick it with you and WHO???
Your man, wat damn, I thought you would at least say your crew/
Dropping it on me after a few weeks, of me wanting you
I should of knew, the view was construed, and now if i see you my eye hurt like shampoo, thats taboo
How you going to call me when your with your man/
And ask me to pu a dyme sack in your hand/
I mean god damn, How you gonna do me like that/
that a slap to my face, just like splat/
I wish I would have knew before/
But now I do know it won't happened anymore/
Cause I got my hand on the door, about to put you on ignore. |
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| 1...2...3...4... flow |
[Sep. 7th, 2004|03:38 pm] |
It doesn' matter wat you think of me, my minds already set/
It doesn't matter wat you say to me, it'll never make me sweat/
I'm a corvette, stayin slick and smooth/
It's no wonder why I make them girls say OOOWWWW/
I got money for days, and I'm not a shy spender/
I got that bling bling and all that slpendor/
Anything but a pretender, I'll show you my roll/
But the pepsi blue BM, that is the rtue goal/
Don't wear south pole, but spend my time in a fitted/
Cap,watch me lean back as my thoughts are transmitted/
lyricly, to your head as a spit/
But I'm all done for now, I have nothing more to admit. |
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| quick rhyme |
[Sep. 4th, 2004|07:17 pm] |
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I'm a student, I'm a rapper,but I ain't no G/
Never claimed to be a gangsta, never ever did I agree/
I ain't from no x3/
Do I look like a gangsta?I'm a sckoolboi see/
But I make that money,I never knock the hustle/
Do wat you gotta do, show that muscle/
You know I'm smooth, like hard boiled egg/
But you'll never crack me or tap me, I'm no beer keg/
But you can take this to your head/
You can rate me or hate, but I'm the best since sliced bread |
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| 1...2...3...4... flow |
[Aug. 31st, 2004|08:18 pm] |
When I come through bumping you can hear me a block away/
IF I'm coming for you, you better be on your way/
Before I let something spray and you more than first aid/
Have people hudled around you, like it's a parade/
Coming through in the all black car/
Music so loud make your heart stop, you need CPR
This is real hardcore homie, yeah I got beef/
I ain't talking made up shit like hotdogs, my shit you can't eat/
See me in the streets don't say wats up/
Just nod your head, cause I can't hear if I bump |
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| rhyme time |
[Aug. 30th, 2004|09:54 pm] |
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I used to write raps a lot and spit like a camel/
Now it just seems like I talk alot and ramble/
On and On, but not till the break of dawn/
But Keep it going strong, I'm all brains, with no brawn/
Who going to step to this?
Try to hit me with a fist, try to hit me with a diss/
Homie, you better not miss, Or I'll throw you in an abyss/
Yeah I'm the shit and yeah I'm legit/
So when I get on this mic, you know I transmit/
Rhymes and words come together as one/
Dog you poppin off with a nine, I'll spray with a tommy gun/
Leave left for dead, leave you undone/
All your beef is fake just like a hotdog/
I'll hit you so hard you won't be able to see, like in a fog. |
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| G money |
[Aug. 28th, 2004|06:08 pm] |
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Today was a pretty cool day at work, just like any other day. Even though my days are coming to an end at the park and my days at dave and busters is coming close. I'm excited but bummed out at the sametime. I know I'm good at the park though and that I can come back for sure in march. I'm cool with the people that work there and the people in charge and stuff. They call me the GOOD ONe out of the new people, lol. Guess wat I found out today though, the money we make extra is called G money and the reason behind it is that about 5 or 6 years ago the people that started it used to get a 1000 aka a G on saturday and sunday, OMG wtf I was like hooly shit that shit is crazy if I can make that type of money I'm never ever ever ever ever ever leaving. |
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| watever |
[Aug. 24th, 2004|11:34 am] |
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well school started up again and I don't really care, it shoudl be an easy this time around, no real hard classes I need to study for anything. I've been hangin out with the pks a lot lately, just chill or doing watever. We been playing poker a lot lately and I have been fucking them up sick like. i won about 90 dollars off of them so far, they can't hang with the big dog, YA YA, haha, you can smell a mile away cause I'm da SHIT!!!! I saw the exorcist the begging or watever last ngiht that shit was good, it kinda hit me like later that night and shit. I made anthony and ruben stay at my house cause I wasn't about to crash out in an empty house after that movie, fuck that haha. Not much else it going on lately, I'm still a BALLER I know you like my style, haha Well at least for a lil bit more. I might save up some money though and get a BMW 3 ser. That shit would be tight, lol Bitches on my jock cause my flow is hott right there, haha. Anyway I'm out I need some food in my belly. |
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| Just a bit longer |
[Aug. 4th, 2004|08:23 pm] |
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Well this school year is about to start again in about a week or so, I'm not excited or anything this year. I need to still more focused on my school work. Also I'm going to need a new job again soon, even though with this job I have become a baller sick like. Sad thing is I'm not feeling any better with having more money, it seems like having more moeny is just kinda making me sad, money can't buy happiness is for sure. It's another school year I'm going into with no clue of wat waill happen to me and who I will meet. Last time was crazy I had a girl in my class that I had such a hugh crush on that worked with me. we be came friends and stuff and hung out, we even work at the same park now again, haha. But she is just that a friend, since she has a boy friend and stuff and I'm too scared to let a girl know my feeling towards her anyway, haha. There are maybe about 2 or 3 girls that I would like to date that I'm just talkng to right now, but I know my luck and knowing me in about 3 months from now those girls will have left me and choose some other dude for watever reason. Being cocky never helped so I just went back to my old depressed can't get a girl I like charile borwn self. Damn now talking about it right now is actually depressing haha. It's sad but true. Every time I try with a girl i try too hard and ever time I don't try that hard, it was,'t hard enough. It sucks being me i guess. Well I just got a call from the Pk's they want to hang out, at least i always have them to kick it with. I don't know maybe sometimes I spend too much time with my friends, but at least when I call them they will always answer the phone or if I want to hang out of do something they will. |
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| Another saturday night I got dissed |
[Jul. 24th, 2004|09:08 pm] |
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I cashed in all my chips tonight and combed my hair till it was just right.
Cause I’ve been thinking about you and me girl, and we got something going on.
You told me you can’t wait to see me and then you didn’t bother to even show up.
This whole situation is incredibly typical, I should have seen it all along.
It’s girls like you that make my think I’m better
off at home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight.
I won’t be thinking about you baby.
You call me on the phone, and you don’t even want to talk.
You’re staring at me from across the room then turn your back when I walk up.
We got inches away, and I never even got close.
So leave your lipstick at home.
Don’t pick up the phone.
Don’t bother to look in my direction.
I should have seen it all along.
It’s girls like you that make me
think I’m better off home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight.
I won’t be thinking about you, baby.
Forget eve rything you think you know about me.
This isn’t highschool
this isn’t highschool
this isn’t highschool
this isn’t highschool
this isn’t highschool...
I gotta stop trusting girls =( |
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