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Ressurection
I spit like spitfire
burned your hause with family in
entire
you dead broke from head 2 toe
I clap you as pimp gives backslap 2 hoe
dont sass me
might turned in
O.J case
I smack fake bitchez
blast chumps
ain`t no
hate-to say-or-act-to-play
Im just
freesyllin`
and your wife`s ass
bitein`
World is strange place
thats why I changed it in strip club
everybody butt naked dance
chill boy
I ain`t like you
watcin males with oversized dicks
Im only watcin females rubbin her tits
If life could be
I˛d be main singer
if I was less
might rape your whole family tree
and with MAC 11 your dog`s skull blast
I spit in Devil and givin test to my big ass teacher in math`s
Stab you with coin
roll your granny`s corpe in joint
use Pope`s stuff to light it and smoke it
Im sick
forbbiden Rom to visit
Im crazy as fuck
my every second sentec
"will you fuck for havin your own record"
If I could be borned in Heaven
I`d tease God 4 been smart
If I could live in hell
I`d order from devil
fry chicken and MAC meal
Paris Hilton
that bitch has no
sex appeal I rape sluts that category
and Harry Potter
is my biography story
You say
kids in age ten cant with dick play
I did
look at me now in every hole I stick
you try live fly your broke ass hits ground
son I dont give fuck
I sex your mom eaven if she`s 6feet under
hit teachers with pens
trow sneakers and phones at presidents
Im nice mister
I`ll let my mother-in-law to meet
my 9 millimiter
and its not size of dick, bitch
size of gun
yeah that shit that gon make you stop
live and breath
that shit that gon pass
and pull bout braiz out that shit head
[GUNSHOT]
I walk with my dick up
dog pass I try stick up and run away
my rhymes as wind come and go
my rhymes destroy fakes as Im O.J and you are my wife
in back of pack
I try 2 be, young brain
hard it seems when Michale Jackson sends mail
"WANT SEX"
I smack my neigbour cause he try 2 rollplay
baby I talk nonsense
dont eaven try be funny
Im crazy as fuck
and fast I fuck
[WHO?] my right palm
Deep as ocean
I try remain coations on earth
I have understood dreams are for dreamin
try otherwise
meat curse that plays with your life in rhymes
baby dont cry
son don`t wish to die
gon get better
we all trapped
but we got to fight back
against them
against ourselfs
dont take close 2 hurt
you`ll be ok, don`t wish be someone else
and you`ll find place 2 lay
in peace 2 rest
I ain`t
mister jacker
I steal cars
home cracks when enter
after is stolen
I piss on your
white cleaned shinny toilet
brew and weed
never touched
but more sick
then person who smokes it
try 2 act nice
you pist me off
I`m tossin maners
liftin my rusty GLOCK
I`m sorry
but you forced me 2 blow your head
and my police record
was white as snow
rhymes make me glow as lamp
I only rap
so girls easier open their legs
it was a joke
as Vanilla Ice carrier
I can do everethin I want
cause Im real
more fuckin hot
then eyes of Skull
so crazy
lunitics watch me over sholder
cause they hate me
I press bell
girls door`s open
she tries to play me
and doesn`t know
I hypnotized her
she gives me a blow
butt-neaked
No comments
I don`t give hot fuck
I`m happy this lonelly
talk with walls pretend they my real homies
dont you
laugh
might your chest eat shots
it`s not treat
just tellin you considences
like in jail with soap and butts
clap your mother
shoot father
I toss your dog bone in mine-field
and every beef that includes me
before start
get you killed
holla at your mom
mothefuckin prick
Why do we
MC`s
talk about peace and love
on next sceen pullin out gunz, slap sluts
not me
I ain`t sayin
better or worse
when I metniton word gat or gun
thats metaphor to blow someon up
cause I hate
fakes and phonies
I barely stand to not stab liar when he talks stories
dont mix or let mind twist thoughts
I ain`t killer but dont push me
I ain`t rapist but dont ask 4 spankin
its world
people try use
what they ofered
don`t worry
readers, friends moms and dads
you child ain`t scared it`s safe
cause that lil fuck
made game in what is today
selfish playin
and prayin 4 falls
I sit on your parent face
havent disearved that
lick my balls
I rhyme great
original stay
unpredictible as last fashion
big love in hurt 4 all
as english castle
fakers and phonies meet them then blast`em
hoe`s and bitches
exam them carefully and slow
then threat`em ice cold
turn enemie`s
blocks in my kidnom
soon I let CD
on streets
alot chumps spit
my sindrom
turned them in rap victims
disguided children
feel power of words
put your pen up
pice of paper
and let me be
your favorite rapper
girl smile
I`ll lead you through Heaven
for me gates
are never closed
no matter on sins
Boss forgivess
Im funky beat
that goes under your skin
We`re drunkin
on coart dunkin
from 5-0 runnin
and every type o` hoe`s
slowly touchin
move down
take panties
hit parties drink off baccaries
whats sense in life
if you dont laugh
livin is more then we do
I have vitnessed that
run streets run gangs
stop all act
run over and run 4 your soul
before burnes in hell
dont you act me
that mac
I might go angry
give backslap
shut your mouth up
dance
go crazy go
shake ass
throw down dance floor
let night last long
[talkin]
Yo homie...
how you doin?
you feel good? hell if not
I`ll make you 2
[rappin]
Yo homie
life`s short 2 be mad off
try toss aside
you only have this life
in that body with that mind
what`s next?
who knows
thats why try pull off best out this
dont mind if you are bad
at leadin bussiness
or school makes you feel small
I bet
you do some shit better
then we all
I belive in you
be a man, love your female
dont act strange cause of money
dont change cause of fame
flexibile is everethin around us
`cept names so whatch is it clean
and keep it clean
if not
make it done
cause
heaven and hell
sex and lonellyness
it all holds bless
I give one R.I.P
to fallen soldiers that turned in legends
I give one love
from metal 2 HipHop
(poetry)
There are days
where I stare at my deeds and ask
why do I do this
I start feel to
half of it turned not 2 be tru
and if ever make
I feel game will close
I will just realize
only what I won
is un-replacement lost
(poetry)
Let music heal scares
beat replace tirness over life
and helps me 2 run
spendin nights chillin
smiled look every minute
rhymes cloth me
keep safe, sinkin doesn`t scare me
I`m breathin strength
give out hope and glory
don`t change me
this`s me homie
dark time passed
I`m feelin weird
enjoy in day maybe is bless
I hope you accept, bliss
help me through my songs
after Im gone
2 keep live on
yeah You don`˛t understand
but thanks 4 givin me
place under your chest
now learn
how 2 celebarate people deaths
and legends
by letin`em in hurt and mind
plus you`ll feel special
like you`re first near God
or take flight on blue sky
like you are with wings
thats how You feel
when someone trully sings
nothin
more bigger then streets love
or been hero in kids eyes
I see reflection
honestly proud
dont look sadly picture
or wish 2 turn around
agony and pain
leave down on earth
slowly raise
I feel unique and safe
In heaven now
smiled meet others
4 you pray
I hope one of days
I`ll be mentioned
in one of your prays
OK.....
Što bih bilo, kada grad nebi bio pun seljackog ponasanja. Dosta glupo pitanje, preformirat cu ga. Sto bih bilo, kada bi ljudi koji nisu takvog ponasanja, imali svoje mjesto za uzivat. Nemojte me shvatiti krivo, ne mislim klubovi za rock glazbu, HipHop, Pop,metal vec neutralni klub. Samo da se ljudi, koji se razlikuju od vecine, mogu zabaviti. Sigurno znati da su nasi roditelji imali disko, ok tada je bila samo dvije eventualno tri vrste glazbe, ali nebitno... Danas se nemozete zabaviti kako zasluzujemo. Imam 16 godina, volim sjest i popricat, ali svaki izlazak sjedit i pricat zatim odsetati doma, malo bih htio i ja promjeniti. Nekazem, da ljudi koji slusaju cajke su losi, ne, daleko od toga. Sto to znaci kada nekog nazovemo seljakom? Prvo nije bitno jeli iz Dicma ili Splita, vec gledamo njegovo ponasanje. Moze slusat Britney moze slusat Seku Aleksić, ali ako ima sjebano ponasanje i jos se ponosi, zovemo ga seljak.
Ovo nije mudrovanje, ne zelim samo postavljati pitanja bez trazeci odgovora, vjerovali ili ne ima slicnih ljudi Vama, meni i osobi do vas. Ja, samo pokusajem "preziviti" jer zivot ovdje nevidim.
"Eaven genius asks question", genius nisam ja tako da nemislite da sam umisljen ili nedaj Bože, pametan.
Thug Livin zasto to?
Kada sve radite radi prijatelja jer se oni u vecini slazu, ali ne ona groopie sranja
idem pisat drzi mi vrata, vec odlicni ljudi ali slusaju drugu vrstu glazbe, igraju igrice koje bi ti igra na 3 mjestu, osjecas se kao Thug. Ne odbacen, ne da ne pripadas vec beznadan. Ima vec 3 godine da se ja nisam zabavio 100%. I onda na kraju, sam u svoja mala cetiri zida ti je bolje ostat, nego planut pred njima, pa i njih izgubit ili uvrijedit ali sve jedno oni te nekako razume ali ako je sve dobro, vjeruj s tobom samim nije jer bih htio vratiti vrijeme,povuci taj ispad nazad, kao ad se nista nije dogodilo. Kada bih me netko pitao zasto si takav , jednostavno bih odgovorio tako se ja tako osjecam i jednostavno samo to vidim.
Kvragu... zasto zivit. O vjeruj te prijatelji i prijateljice, isplati se. Mora postojati bolje mjesto od ovog jer svidjelo vam se ili ne, hrvatksa nije cijeli svijet. Uvije mora postojati bolje mjesto nego na kojem ste Vi sami. Uživajte...
Shiiiiit
ok zasto je ovdje problem biti iskren. Ako vam se nesto nesvida, lijepo se rece i tako se pomogne toj osobi a ne laznim samopouzdanjem koje ju unisti kada on/ona shvati da je sve bilo lažno a on/ona jadna. Budite iskreni u ono sto radite, vjerujte i volite jer u suprotnom cete biti kao ta osoba, nazalost nemoze se covjek opustit gdje su vidici zatvoreni i stvari ogranicene. Mozda Vas ipak razumijem ali definitivno nije opravdano, stoga samo kroz zivot iskreni i logicni.
