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Title: A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: Reef on December 08, 2002, 09:41:43 AM
fuck livin positive/
we gotta do it the right way/
like the way guns spray/
and turn a bright day a night say../
what the fuck do ya think we're livin for?/
everythin could all good/
but negativity speads faster in my hood/
especally when they knifin' in the back/
turn on the truth/
thugz nowadadays are raisin the youth/
and the youth are tranin' the convicts/
dont knock this, im jus tellin it like it is/
scream and clentch ya fist/
wanna die and got reasons to diss - wanna see the list?/
wanna diss and got reasons to die - wanna play?/
you jus gotta listen to the words i say/
athiest, but still i prey for a saviour/
but my boys kick me ass for criminal behaviour/
they dont realaise we all got problems/
and mine are always worse/
this life feels like death/
and the only time im alone is when im drivin my own hearse/
life is just a curse that death saves with pain/
i believe that so why the fuck do i live in vain?/
the shit i felt could end 100 lives simultaneously/
just feel like ive been put here to die again & again/

how can a homie write his thoughts down on paper/
when the ink drys with what he feels/
when he spits, it all just ideals/
part of a fantasy, part of his imagination/
and its twisted, when he starts to doubt his creation/
just take a breath and breathe cause it might be your last/
i remeber when death was never close, that was my past/
now it just feels like im livin' for everyone's sins/
its like die now or never, and this is where the deliberation begins..
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: Koncept on December 08, 2002, 11:54:19 AM
how can a homie write his thoughts down on paper/
when the ink drys with what he feels/
when he spits, it all just ideals/
part of a fantasy, part of his imagination/
and its twisted, when he starts to doubt his creation/
just take a breath and breathe cause it might be your last/
i remeber when death was never close, that was my past/
now it just feels like im livin' for everyone's sins/
its like die now or never, and this is where the deliberation begins..
that's the phattest part
nice shit
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: Kill on December 08, 2002, 02:30:47 PM
that was sum nice shit, yeah...you had sum deep lines
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: LyRiCaL_G on December 08, 2002, 03:12:12 PM
TIZZIGHT
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: Xearo on December 08, 2002, 05:35:46 PM
I was feelin this...

Nice spit Gareefa...

PROPS
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: @Ss@sSiN on December 09, 2002, 07:25:46 AM
another hot key
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: Reef on December 09, 2002, 08:14:58 AM
Thanx 4 the replies people.. makes a change for my shit to get more than 2 views let alone replies..
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: White-Chocolate on December 10, 2002, 01:15:34 AM
well here goes my first post,
ima show u im not a ghost,
soon to be the next host on the real,
i got some deep shit yall gotta feel,
not bullshit just ought to show u my skills n what i've taught,
if u've forgot, i've fought for plenty of my thoughts,
some shit so sick it rots ur brain,
i ain't really that insane, just to deep in the game,
i ain't even in it for fame,
i dont blame anyone for my pain,
i just maintain and try to gain through the rain no matter how hard the strain,
me an my cru' just wanna see peace again,
i try not to refrain to violence, tupac's silence was enough for my alliance,
now i use my brain as an appliance, droppin mad science,
use this defiance to make my words something of a reliance,
peace an stop tha violence  8)
Title: Re:A spit on my thoughts and feelings (Feedback please)
Post by: White-Chocolate on December 12, 2002, 08:35:05 PM
here goes another hit, something small with wit,
a bit easy flowing through fly and breezy, fa sheezy, this life feeds me,
good things tend ta end,
so i try an pretend they will all rise again, games and friends,
unfortunately reality starts to blend in,
all the fun ends,
i try hard to make endz, roll an sl benz,
i try to deal with what life sends, u comprehends?
until then, one luv, till we get ours son