This is Rap

[authentic]

slow paced

you see what i see? is you see what it be?
this is raw yadamean, this is dope to a fiend
this is players to a team, this is niggas with a dream


it seems imperfect, life and attitude, you see its skirmished
minor things turn big, when i see people determined
tested, neglected, dont check with, me
cause my raps and rhymes are below a B
i got ways to move, i got ways to go, makin money, yall know
satisfying all hoes, and im trying to know, whos flow is a flow
which way yall go? im missin my dough
blowin out them O's, what you see is a battle, like a toe2toe
soon to blowup, needin seeds to grow
done feedin off Hov, not some bread but some loaves
its nothin for those who are slangin that blow
whether that coke or that dope
fiends keep buyin till they broke
great to win funny to lose like a joke
motivated at times cause they know how i spoke
votes go one way and then go the other
hoppin on jocks and then back home to they mothers
their faces are smotherd with more than a lie
rap is here, im the guy, hoping biggie was alive
or if pac never died, stick a needle in my eye
never a boy scout, but i honor till i die

[DiSSENT]

Sick with it, homie. I was feelin' the bounce of the words/flow. The content was up to par and the rhymes were nice. A little different than most your verses, but I felt it cuz it's some real shit you spoke. Keep doin' you, loc. Props - Peace*