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[A_X_E]

ayo im new around here, but i wrote some quick shit up, please leave some feedback and rate this from 1-10, 1 bein the lowest and 10 bein the highest

Is it really time for another round?/
Check the signs aint no others that down/
Check the rhymes in sight is brothers in crime/
Laughnin at clowns, underground my sound blast too fast/
For average rap, its too much, too hot u fools cant touch/
Its axe the cap blastin maniac, on many tracks, and that’s the rhythm/
Of my lyrical incision let me get in the game my reign gon be in a chain of flames/
Blood outta spain, cuz in the game, we riding/
Fully grinding, side to side and aint nobody stopping this/
Cats rap a lot but cant nobody drop like this/
This heart-stoppin shit, we hip-hoppin bitch/
All my crip-walking kids, streets is another thing/
Me n my brothers dig? Down to do anything that bring me mils/
On the real my mentality is kill, well steal anything ya keep/
This shit u could bump without a beat/
On the streets we pack much heat, much metal/
Revolutionary rebel, only fearing the devil/

Im that same kid in the game/
Using pain to spit all this flame/
It’s a shame but yall lost it/
We bossing, flossing ya wack mcs/
You lack I see, rolling in a lac I be/
The youngest g that u ever see/
Im like a pitbull, more than just a little/
I spitfire never retire you can catch a fistfull/
Till my death I strive to be the best/
So as long as im alive you must as well like it cuz im different from the rest/
Let me sell my rhymes like lines, at times we all touched dirt/
But true souljahs don’t lurk in the shadows/
Its pump, pump than I dumb him in trunk/
Real stunt, ill take you out when I jump/
Break ya mouth with a punch/

My shit spits like a ak/
Aka lil’crazy, 15 with a baby, that’s life/
And until the day we die, its an eye for an eye/
You gon die if you die, put that on my life/
This as real as it gets, so fuck the rest, this real talk/
Writing it down like chalk, teaching yall, how the real ball/
Popos aint protecting shit they just getting served up/
If you haven’t heard us, that’s cuz yall aint in the dirt with us/
Aint been through hurt with us, it’s a blessing, no second-guessing/
Stressing, in every second, letting none gun me down/
Till I found what im supposed to do, who am I supposed to be?/
GOD what were we supposed to be?/
What light am I supposed to see?/
Live in the endless night/
No surrender we fight/
The days of my life/
And it seems I cant be me without a nine or a knife/

Holla Back
Paz

[BOX5 the best poster on this site yell]

shit's is cool homie,i replyed to em on the wcrydaz board,and do you got audio for it yet? yell

[A_X_E]

ayo man, thx for that 7.3 dawg, dunno if ama record this, i do got a mic and i do record, but this is more on some pratice shit, not realy supposed to be a track,
if you wanna check my audio though, shit is on www.soundclick.com/axe
quality is bad, but when i come with an album, ama be in a studio, with better quality
checkit out and Holla Back!

and btw you rap?
paz

[BOX5 the best poster on this site yell]

ight i'm a checc yo stuff out,and i understand the bad  quality,i got some of that on my page,shit ain't no real album on here braille me,and yeah i rap,  www.soundclick.com/cruelintent      plus i got a song i want reviewed called "a brief critique" i got a thread in here for it checc it out yell