Here's the beat it flows well, too...no instrumental, but go to around 3:18 and you can flow to it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fr-xKU7ilUs
(THE WORDS IN PARENTHESES ARE TO BE SPOKEN BY ME BUT PRETENDING IT IS SOMEONE ELSE)
Homies want to kick it, but I'd rather make tracks
To try and somehow rid hip hop of these fake cats
So I'm usually in my own zone, doin' my own thing
Writin' down lyrics, when I hear the phone ring
"Hello?" ("Sup, man?") "Yo, I'll call you back dude!
I'm really sorry and I ain't tryna act rude
And I ain't in a bad mood, but I've gotta go write
Just got a couple beats from my man and they so tight!"
("Damn, why you never wanna kick it, son?")
"Yo I told you I can't till this shit is done!"
("Whatever dawg, you ain't gotta lie to me....)
"Haha, I'll call you up tommorow, we'll go and grab a bite to eat"
Homies don't seem to understand, to them it might seem
Like nothin' but a pipe dream.....bite me
This my only outlet from the distresses of life, yo
But to them these words I write are nothin' but trifle
Chorus:
(Airplanes Sample) And it seems like yesterday.......
(C.R.E.A.M Raekwon Sample) It was just a dream for the teen (scratching involved)
(Me): Friends or the music? man I'm torn in between
Cuz to them this shit is nothin' more than a dream
Feedback is greatly appreciated
