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The beat in my head was Bury Me A G- Young Jeezy
It wasn't me I had skills I know
I felt everything that I did was broke
So I, examined and just placed it back
I felt, I need time and wasn't placed in rap
So i paced and paced and took some naps
Took some drinks damn near collapsed
Scripts and scraps considered it crap
Flushed in drains away from the shit that I lack
I need something or anything
Comfort from better green
Burn haze and kush combined with amphetamines
For new ideas hopes and dreams
Door opening new scope of things
How I cope with things seems unreal
Its how I know I mean every line that I kill
Rhyming with skill yet im aside from the hills
Realized im a guy with some guts to go spill
But enough this is real, limelight with the peels
Rhyme tight and you will, Be achieving a mill
Im decent and still ill be receiving some filth
On how i can't flow and just give up
Even though I rushed that stuff
I felt it was enough, even though it was rough
So fuck you too and Youtube
Im gonna sharpen my skills to skewer you