West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: bez on June 05, 2004, 08:16:50 PM
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Only had three drinks and my minds goin blink,
By the fouth budweiser I won't have the ability to think,
And this DJ just stinks, playin all the golden oldies,
Not my type of music I prefer rappin about money, clothes and homies,
Half these people don't know me, the feelings the same,
I look around and feel like Alicia cos you don't know my name,
So they ask "which one are you again?", are you Graeme or James,
I'm gettin on now in age so excuse me if I forget your names,
And I'm like puttin on a face, smiling lookin all friendly,
In my mind I'm thinking "if you don't know me then really I'm your enemy",
And all my cuz's I envy, walkin round in relationships,
Makin me so jealous as I watch em all kiss each others lips,
Makes me think I've hadda nuff of this...........
...........................but my mind ain't clear,
Instead of takin time to recover from the last I just down another beer,
I really don't wanna be here, but I get dragged along everytime,
Its the same old shit "Hey how you been, I been good, you?, fine!",
Keepin tabs on the time, but my watch is ticken so slow,
Watch as my family get into drunken arguments so I know I gotta go,
I can't though, I'm made to stay to watch the carnage unfold,
If I try to speak my mind I'm shouted at for not doing what I'm told,
I'm fucking 18 years old, really don't like this, its embaressin,
So I get drunk till I'm off my face lookin like Travolta dancin,
But no romancin........................
..................................I just can't when my parents are spyin,
But God dam, a girl in a tight black dress gave me the eye and was smilin,
I ain't into tryin, to get a girl when I have family there,
I try to play the field so usually meet girls without a care,
But I ain't into the stares, I keep my business to myself,
I usually meet girls take their numbers and then leave em on the shelf,
All I'm after is wealth, and when I make it I'll remember who was cool,
I'll remember the people who gave up their stool to talk to this fool,
Covered in larger tastin druel, pipped with a pinch of bicardi,
Thats the way my fuckin night went down at ma fuckin family party!
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one word: IMPRESSED!
da flow iz amazin
big up yoself
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simple rhyme pattern, but good flow and interesting to read...one question tho: what's bicardi?
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simple rhyme pattern, but good flow and interesting to read...one question tho: what's bicardi?
lol typo, you know what I meant. Bacardi, I just couldn't be arsed changing it after I had typed it!
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haha, this was funny and interesting to read! flow was on point, good storytelling.....it would be god in audio
propz
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Yeah it was off the hook
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yeah.... i hate family too ..... Blah
oh cool flow , it's kind of like the flipside of Kanye West's "Family Buisness"
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Thanks for the replies and that yall.