West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: bez on March 31, 2004, 02:42:18 PM
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I sit here listening to KanYe-West,
How can I describe ma rap, well can-ya-say-best?,
I gotta try to make-it-too, gotta make-it-thru,
Feelin like a college dropout too, as I fake-this-flu,
Inspiration to me, made it huge since-da-crash,
Face in pieces, but new releases ya got cents-ta-cash,
Through the wire, was a hit they wud have no sense-ta-smash,
I hope I can turn them cents into pence-ta-match,
I got alot of love for people who will-never-quit,
Career prospects failing but they wud still kill-to-do-it,
Recordin demo's makin hits yet lifes still-fulla-shit,
Even when you where ill you still had time to pencil-a-hit,
Your beats and now your lyrics...man your time-is-right,
Fists clear of scars cos ya use your rhymes-ta-fight,
Ma daily life consists of sleep and then crime-tonight,
Gotta put food in my mouth so I steal, but I'd rather do it rhymin-tight,
I let your words inhabit my soul cos I know-they-wise,
Ma eyes become watery but I continue to flow-thru-cries,
Can't wait til my day that I blow-to-skies,
Give you props on the stage at ma show-....no-lies,
You've thanked me now let me thank you....haha college-dropout,
Thank you, Kanye, the only artist at present wit a bit of knowledge-about,
...life!
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pretty tite shit... showin love to one of the best.
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nice shit yo, i like the creativity
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Ye' that was some tight ass shit bez.. always coming up with some fresh shit.. keep blessin!
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Thank You
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MAd PropS
I though it was off the hook
Props
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dope...