West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: bez on September 24, 2008, 07:49:27 AM
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A man walked up to me, his name was Mike,
He had a mic, and some questions, he's asked to like,
Like he likes to ask, perhaps, to likes to mask,
The fact that his life became crap and thats that,
But I give Mike time, cos my time ain't precious,
Mike flips through his clipboard to get to the questions,
I'm now bored cos seconds take minutes for Mike,
Cos Mike's slow like a bike wit no handlebars, nice,
Fallin asleep on feet cos Mike spits Z's when he reads,
An gotta voice like a chimpanzee, my ears bleed,
Guess this interview-e needs to leave the scene,
But I feel bad for Mike so I grit my teeth and be,
So Mike starts speaking and throwing some symbols,
An I'm looking at his face wanting to pop his pimples,
A disgrace in his new clothes that just don't suit,
His bulimic body, looks sick, thats truth,
But snap out of my daze cos questions are coming my way,
Then I notice Mike's femenin touch, I'm sure Mike's gay,
But don't back away, I just keep smiling,
Start thinking fuck my luck and damn my fucking timing,
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interesting, but some of the word play needs work.....
you used "like" 4 times in the same 2 bars.....
kinda seems as if you were searchin for somethin to say....
I like the concept though
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interesting, but some of the word play needs work.....
you used "like" 4 times in the same 2 bars.....
kinda seems as if you were searchin for somethin to say....
I like the concept though
Went for a different kinda flow to my usual stuff, more of a 'streets' feel to this one.