a rap i made inspired by xzibits rap flow

 poem of mine a rap song

1st draft

if you wanna be next to nothing

you better get something

or be someone

the bets be on the table

the belts at stake

so find a way to tightin up

death perception can lead to nothing

with on one

a hand on the gun

is enough evidence to caculate

let it add up, reach the surface

or just let it surface

fingerprints can be a identity crisis

thats why they do some justice

its all buisness

taking weekly vacations

talions nation is the world im living

prisoners are wearing zebra colors not dalamations

the earliest sensastion, is reincarnation

life is but a dream, its rehilbitation

rehab a giving talk while sitting mental hospitals

make the birds flock

if i have to make it switch, i put it in the dock

lets my cock soak up in a sock

i have enough sperm in stock

to supply everyone round the clock

fears a telltale heart

self loathing not knowing, is just me on my phone roaming

shady world order

 

shady world order????

another poem

 murderous, death and drama

veins pumped in my brains self conscience

suicide like self destruction

care free, idiotic, thinking ink on paper

say my statement, say it cause i slay it

take it on the outside

because i cant take it on inside

spirtual, as i am lyrical

lemonade, sour tasting, full a pulp

rather have a soda

stay hyrdrated, a red bull to keep me going

token of my apprceiation

doubt me now, tomrrow you can feel misery

attached to a suit case full of documents

math tests, psychosis, center fold

bend over backwards, having chaos

in the silence im a  basehead

dark poem

psychosis, kill kill 

murder weapon in hand, hand in hand

its your head ill grab

stab you in the head

flesh is flesh

bone in bone

color blind and what i see is two tones

testicular fortitude got me on the edge

fucking with succubus

long jeavity got my legs feeling light

popping pills from the doctor to make me feel alright

tension i dont wanna go to prison

fuck these syntoms

all i do is listen to eminem

at least every once in awhile

gohmer pile

freestyle

lose yourself

8 mile

walk on glass, absorb shocks through the pain in your ass

cold casket, made of plastic

bust plaster, misery needs company

hope drives a man crazy

but theres still light in this darkness

animals can seee thru the blackness

blank dissoultion, wheres the solution