loop="Infinite">Rhythem & PoetryText Box: MC’s Enemy’s Take the normal tradition,Fortune and fame, Porches and chain’s Of course it’s just game, But people take it, Much further than that Mc’s thinking they wack, Till nick’s merc’n and chew’n on his back There’s only a few who can, Say they earn a stack But by the way, I’ma find my way, Till I can, By my way to dine in Dinner’s, With fine wine and grape’s Go a head, Fine rewind the tape, Ya’ll see my content is constent with combined’n the pase, Huge like ocean liner’s out line’n the state’s, You just a Boustris lier Dien a fake, And when you leave someone else will, Die in your place Im leaven with a, Smile on my face, You like that, the way I break it down, Be right back, you could’nt wright that, wouldn’t nife stab Im like that, Capable of taken your wifes ass, You might last, A minute or two, But when im finished with you Im’a have some bacon and egg’s, There’s no fun in a gun rather be breakin your leg’s, So fuck minimum wage, Now that Iv bin in the game, Bin on a stage And won with this rage, I couldn’t look, At a gun the same So you mcee’s have a choice, Run with the shame, Or stay and get shot at point blank, So who are they going to thank, You mcee’s all you have is annoying pranks, So im voiding your ranks Takeing control of this war, Cant be destroying my tanks Got foot soldire’s patrolling your asteates, So apreteate Befor I depress and deteriate, This is a seriuse state of mind, Furiose way to take a rhyme and break a mind…………… ON[] MY[] WAY []TO []HELL As soon as someone dis-covers me, It’ll Be the biggest-dis-covery Cover-me, I’m-goin-in, Hopefully love’n me, Knowin it’s not slim I’m boxed-in, Gun’s cocked-and-locked-in, Try sneekin past me, Talk or herass me, See were you end up, Blood-socken-the-chassy I’m on my way to hell, Because of castin bombshell and callapsin military-ntel, Many enemy’s thinking they wastin me But just incase I place-my-free, Dynamicly on my own two feet, my own new treat, HERE IT GO”S Stereo’s altimate-hero,No fault’s or ego’s, Just a rapper that cant eat and breath flows, Bring streets to desert eagal’s But that’s not my game, I plot them strange, story’s I got’em now Re-arange, With more magic then the streets and david blain, Say my name, NB Next best mc to envy, So just imbrace just wait no fake like timberlake, I break and compact, And lately no hesitate I just Rap, Im past the fact im wack And im past the pack a blast of crack I’m on my way to hell, WOW what a way to excel, Bin terminatein mcee’s since the age of twelve, Now there’s nothing anyone can do to save or help………. NiCk BiLbIjA []D [] []\/[] []D DADDY BAD ASS HAPPY CATCH ME Sincerely yours : Text Box: Yo, From sunrise to sun-down, My heart beats to true sound Genetically programmed different, Highly sufficient Meant for one role To devour souls With powerful goals Not a teach’r or preach’r But when I meet’cha I sense truth with an instinct Make you think, And morals link No ends with true friends Till the ends Unload these thoughts With sporatic plotts Running from cops No time to stop Im on a mission A slight suspicion That your fuckn’ fake When it comes to the true cake I lay it down how it is Emotions that come from the soul Seek your goals Find your role on this planet Plans to expand it Believe me I planned it Yo, never return leave ya to burn with all your secrets and lies I no longer dispise All those guyz Your character false Far from true My love like glue Didn’t stick to you So I’m movin’ on Im Long gone Singin’ this song Movin’ strong Never to look back To when I was weak Its not you I seek Nick'of Time                                                                                                   

 

Reid morrison
Text Box: The Prayer: Yo, What can I say In this world today I have to pray And ask for your forgiveness Fucked up in the head I resort to my heart Attempt a new start Set my sins apart From my life forever and ever Before I sever My soul from me completely It‘ll defeat me Fuckn’ Delete me And I’ll never get a chance to forefill my dreams It seems that sex and drugs Won’t take me there So I have to pull a quick right Of this path Forget the past Leave it at last Chorus ends After all this time I’m ready Ready or not Ready to quit pott Ready to quit booze Ready to quit sin All-together Despite the weather Bight the leather Write this letter To express myself Retrieve my priorities of the shelve Body, mind and spirit is what you’re are made of Thank you god for what you gave us Even though we take it for granted Since you, there hasn’t been a sinless man I don’t understand But believe I can Begin to expand On knowledge and wisdom Understand the system In which life was created Then Duplicated By accident or anticipated Now irritated I seek the truth And I come to you to show me I have to know, So what do I have to do? To be completely true Today it starts The spiritual bomb is dropped And it can’t be stopped As it spreads across the earth like a cloud Aimed for the universe, Far and proud Chorus Over evil good will always win Give me the power To devour all sin Let it begin Here with me in Canada The holy plague unleashed As it is prophesized Always despised He died and rised Don’t you ever forget this Reflect this in your actions everyday In everyway
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Text Box: TRAPED IN THE MIDDLE In this life of mine, All I seam to be doing is writtin ryhems ,Just to push through the roughest times, of bein hand coughed like criminal minds It’s simple to turn away, But fightin on, is the only reason my sight is strong So to any rapper that’s biteing on, meet this mighty arm That could hook ya, could book ya, the next flight in, So to next fight im in I’ll be the type to ignight the win type to sin, all this trife got me thinking Time is waste’n, The plot thickens, My mind awaken’s, With “titanic dynamic weapon’s” two hands vanish, Quicker then,” You cant land this” Keep up, Don’t turn away cause every word I say, Is another piece to the puzzle Heres a piece of my muscle, Nock’n out teeth with no hustle But whats the point to that, As I point the bat, Ya’ll think your tough till you know who im pointing at, cause im cut off with the phone and jack No rent case works bin slow its crap, All these excuses got me leanin to duses To push through this, So whos the trueist most putrid My lifes bin so wrong, But that’s why I grow strong indeed through bomb’s to any mcee that steps get rolled on So im just traped in the middle THROUGH THE WIRE One Can Only Be King Of Himself I make the mic turn hot, With a richous plot, But im not signed, So I might just stop With all this pressure PLUS, This writer’s block, PLUS I don’t like to talk, So when I do I might shock, PLUS I get carried away, Mic ripper till im baried away, Cant you see it aint just me, Many other’s follow these foot step’s With hope’s of full wallet’s and suc-cess, But it all suck’s I aint bust yet But you know what, Iv grown up, Enough said, Toe to toe with Enough head’s So I know a bluff when I see it, Cause all these cat’s see it and want to be it, Belive it, I don’t disieve just to achieve it, I mean it Im king of my one and only, Heart and soul, So if I think strongly I will hit my mark and goal So hopefully, You think im a dope mc, So note to me, This ride wont be free It’s like opening a door with a broken key, You