Cursed with a sentence
Until repentance is certain and penance is served
Thus rebirth the apprentice
It's curtains you're finished
Back to the genesis birth of menace
Backslidden hurtin within in him
Searchin for visions
Of what he's certain is lurkin within him...
When the day has past in the eyes of the world,
Thats when you can feel your gut start to curl,
The sun goes down and everyone's a sleep,
And you're laying in your bed trying not to weep,
And no one knows the truth,
Cuz they don't know that you're hurt,
And they leave you...
I remember I didn't even like rap when I was in Middle School, Didn't even like it until 8th grade; after that I fell hard into it. It was different though I wanted real music, I liked hearing artists deliver thoughtful lyrics and impressive wordplay. I remember the first taste...
Choke ya *** out/
while makin u eat sawdust/
A product of originality/
So gettin down to me/
Is somethin they neva thought of/
Go harder than baby mama/
Who caught her baby's father/
****** their babysitter/
Who's also her baby sister/
In front their baby...
and figured I should write a rap song. This one I'm really proud of because I think I got my message across. Well tell me your favorite verse after!
I wrote it to this beat https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BvSKkMKc8E8 so vibe with that while you read my verses.
Btw if the chorus...
while back which I named 'Silent Night'. In a time of needed reflection, I decided to let my thoughts loose on three verses and see what I come up with. I'm proud of it.
Here's the beat I wrote it to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqUQ0jLA6zc
Make sure to bump that while you...
Sometimes I have these thoughts that I need to release through song and this is one of them. After getting a certain vibe from listening to the Fugees and the Roots, I think it's great to write some conscious stuff. I have titled this song 'Sunrise' and I hope you like it...
It feels like a cancer/ How we slowly dying out here waiting for somebody to catch us/
I look to my right and see so much wrong can somebody save us/
Looking so grown, acting so old but nobody raised us/
My wrist surrounded by razors, hands addicted to the feeling...
if just blinded by the passion/
I can see these pictures/
But I wonder if anybody is catching/
The meaning behind em/
A thousand words, a thousand feelings/
I was launched through the ceiling, but I swear I was falling/
Into love/ Considering everything we did, we were doves...
take acouple more photos of me while am still alive am having nightmares like am being cuting up by akinfe don't stare just take care of ur busniess and end this no time to talk am done with making jokes time for some reality are u feeling me am so streested i wanna feel...
when I wrote this piece. I believe in songs as a medium for storytelling and today I have an important one for you. One thing though, I haven't really decided on a title on this, I just couldn't think of any that could mean what I'm trying to say to be honest.
As always I...
hey young bro how you do i know life must be hard on you for everybody treating you bad nobody gives adamn if ur sad with ather kids messing around and treat you life afool u must be damn sure that thier is somthing wrong you here in aplace where you don't belong but keep...
Eating away at you slowly
Then it becomes stronger
Causing more damage
Then it stops
And you think your fine
Because it's getting better
Like it's safe to go outside now
And enjoy the finer things In life
Kind of like the eye of the storm
Then out of nowhere
It hits you...
Why is it I'm drawn?moving like a pawn in the game for the consdeterred by the fact, that I see others rapand pray when I go I don't look like that, mediocre These other jokers wanna focus on fameMoney cars clothes they don't know about game But I don't know about those, so I...
trustin in the government/
Make all types of promises/
And livin up to none of it/
Conveniently switch stories/
To fit ur glory/
Frankly ur deceit simply disgusts and bores me/
Ignoring advice and forewarning/
Abort wisdom so that the truth is distorted/
ain't never had acrew that i can rely to fu-ck loyalty ain't nobody loyal 4 sh-it no more if i could touch the sky and knock on the haven's door my soul is asurvivel unlike my mortal body sutdy from the great cuz true morals would never fade burn and spred my...
I know plants don't live long
I guess that it's just practise
Last kiss, first name didn't matter
I could take his last name, but I would choose the latter
It doesn't matter anyway, names all stay the same
In the end, in your coffin
You'll be alone again, with...
her body's a reflection of her misery
faking smiles everyday with her wizardry
throwing up verbs and herbs, too many calories
cursing her curls and curves, despite the flattery
so, her mom and pop took her to the doctor, and she started living off the pills they bought her...
and more than a s~l~u~t, like Ciarrra.. Her dream is to get it in the butt, You're both an alter ego to each other, you don't want to admit you're both c~u~n~t~s.. Both act as if you need to sleep with others, its okay.. You're worse than hungry muts.. Trying to find the perfect...
as a freestyle but it turned out into a full song kind of wow. Thanks to a certain somebody for pointing me into some very trippy music with those psychadelic guitars because those are the sound yo! I hope you all like this, i call it "Alive".
I know we live in distant...