I've been feeling kinda shitty with my progression as a writer, so I wrote this to get some of it off of my chest. Hopefully it's good, maybe better than my other shit. There's a shout-out to some other writers on here, maybe it'll get me more looks? Haha.
Experimentally, I’m quick to see, that quitting simply isn’t me
It just can’t be, you feeling me? I’m killing you, you weak emcee
Your lines are bleak, fuck all your peeps, I’m jumping you with rapid speed
And rabbit feet, so grab at me, or stab at me, you faggot G
I’m mad at the, and sad at she, the baddest deeds, are had for free
The raddest piece is savagely, destroying, it’s a masterpiece
Why can’t that be me on your feed, just tell me what I need to be
For me to be like Geno, or be rhyming like I’m C.R.E.A.M. though
Double timing is a dream, oh I am flying through these e-notes
Reading rhyming books for keen flows, But my lines you’ll never see so
What’s the hope in all these studies, make some buddies? Please just love me
It gets ugly if you fuck me, check my words, tell me they’re lovely
If they aren’t then shit gets bloody, if ya shun me, then I’m done, B
So don’t run me ‘round your block, either I am hot or I am not
Trying some rocks to get me shocked, Dying for shots, I cannot stop
I had a line but I forgot, shit then I guess it’s time to drop
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