Author Topic: 7 sins (Read 165 times)

D-Reborn · « **on:** January 12, 2007, 06:57:49 AM »

hey i just thought of some shit for this board, make a verse for each of the 7 capital sins here's mine, wrath

i fuckin hate when i have these fucked up days, homie
hold on 'fore sayin "who dont" and act like you know me
cause i'm feelin like killin anybody livin
when a bunch of cowards comin wanna be left bleedin
they ain't knowin shit, they toyin wit a reckless one,
ya best to run if wanna live enough to have a son,
nuthin to lose is what make a man invincible,
but ain't no time right now just to convince 'em all
one by one i'll make these suckaz drop,
can't stop, won't stop till them all on shock,
this ain't chit-chat, they grip glocks and make you lick shots,
stay cool not to get hot i spit some sick raps,
all my life doin right, tryna find my path
but this wrath is inside till on sight is death..

holla!

Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement · « **Reply #1 on:** January 12, 2007, 01:32:52 PM »

nice drop, keep it up!

D-Reborn · « **Reply #2 on:** January 12, 2007, 02:17:05 PM »

yeah homie why dont ya post some here, you always make sick drops, post any "sin" lol

QuietTruth · « **Reply #3 on:** January 12, 2007, 02:23:38 PM »

I'mma tell you a story.

Pride:
He had skill, he had talent, he had game, and u can tell he was happy to smile on the court
Was able to be a lil bragful cuz the nigga was the starter wit the other four
Had mad scores, mad confidence, had mad respect wit the ball, an' proud as fuck but
Havin' this sin so bad that when you's happy u gon have ur downtime no matter what
Envy:
Couple years later, nigga had his falll
Like New Year's Eve, nigga dropped the ball
This kid bailed on his life like a prisoner too anxious to get out
A rage of feelin' inside of him like the devil was about to come out
This is his game, his sport why is other nigga's playin'?
They ain't got a love for it, when others was like 'This game is mine' he was like 'wat u sayin??'
You could tell this cat was dyin' to smack these players and make 'em a wreck
And havin' this sin so bad made him lose the respect he possessed
Gluttony:
The nigga was so hungry, he wanted what he couldn't have
Would take a dream away from another cuz he was upset that bad
If it was a crime doing what he was doing, it was committed so illegally
And havin' this sin so bad made him do it too too eagerly
Lust:
Like a girl's passion, he had a desire for the balls
He'd scream 'gimme the hoops and watch me fuck them all'
The intensity was so strong he'd try to change his heart's decision
And with that being said and havin' this sin, rape was all he was committin'
Greed:
He wanted the game to himself, he tryed to make it all his
Forgettin' it's a dream of others and to alot more kids
He wanted it all, too sorry that the game ain't to be owned
But havin' this sin so bad he didn't realize it and continued to moan
Anger:
So he wanted to spaz every day, spaz every night
When his moms said I'm upset you gave up, this nigga would turn it into a fight
Wit tears in his eyes he asked Jesus why
Why you gonna take away what I worked for all my life
This is like my wife, I can't let her go
I'm like a pimp to the game, this game is my hoe
I've slapped her around, I treated it like I'mma have it forever
But the game wasn't sure if it felt the same so he bailed on it altogether
Sloth:
It has now become into too much work to try and practice again
If it's an excuse that he sucks, he'll just stay committin' another sin again
He doesn't wanna hit the court to improve his game
And committing this sin is the last of God's cryin' shame

It's weak that the end. Oh well.