Raps

[recaption]

[lifesmorefundrunk]

[idredg]

[newworldwriter]

idk.

Yo lately ive been feeln so alone

I keep on ringing but no one is answering the phone

i keep hittn you up sending you mails, seems like im on my own

ive been walking this street so lonely 

I knew all along our love was phony

my hearts all broken down i need a tow please

excuse me im only a man i got a heart and a brain but no fans

i feel sad when m down so un happy cant even manage a frown

You throw my heart through the ground make it pound

mak it beat through life as fast as sound

I got my anxiety high and my meds low

no one told me this is how life  is supposed to go

I hate being stressed and i hate being home

IVE GOT NOWHERE TO GO. x2

All i do now is sit here and flow

Get my vocabulary up and my hands ready to go 

you know ima make a show atleast i gotta boat that rows.

Life has fucked out, the world gonna end

pul a gun up to a nigga yet the message dont send

what goes around comes around but dont take it lightly 

ill cut yuh precisly make me feel almighty

if ya fuck with me chances to survive are unlikely

feeln fear slightly,  i pull out ma 90′

you know i talk to yuh so shyly but i put that dick

inside ye,  and i make that bitch my wifey!

if you fuck shit up yall better mend

walking down the street settin them trends

cuttn up my green chuckin out the stems

That bitches eyes sparlkin like they be them geeeemmmmzzz

[newworldwriter]

Her

Yo, yo you wear your heart on your sleeve, whenever you get hurt you only wanna leave, keep your head up high keep your head strong, the worst thing that can happen has happened and even if youre wrong the world wont keep that injustice in your life for that long, just sing your song and keep your smile wide, with your head up high and your pride in the sky, no one will ever put you down, i love you baby but you need to learn how to not frown. the world is yours and even with all your flaws you still pretty as hell got that lovey dovey smell and those angel eyes never on the despise!

[newworldwriter]

School shooter

YOu seem him walking into school, head down, infinite frown, the night before his parents beat him like when they hit  the town, they go all out no remorse, just horsey gang nothing but force. See his eyes red an puffy you dont know what’s going through his mind, next thing you know he’s packing the lead and hes getting all kind. he can’t take it no more, no, this young boy got all his demons holding him down to the floor he wanna close them out and lock the door , but he can’t, you made him feel so sore. he comes to school with his head full of thoughts and his pistol full of lead, you know today is the only day he forgot to take his meds, it’s to late to talk him out of it in his mind he’s already on his way to see the feds. He’s all grown up now he’s staying in the shadows looking all shaded, to much bullshit, reason he gets faded, niggas be looking he feeln hated. The suiside note he wrote has got a typo, he’s the only one in his own lifeboat, help him out all he wanna do is scream and shout. His soul be screaming out to me he aint nothhing but empty i tell him “bitch dont ever disrespect me, all i want you to do is be my envy, dont you know how to shed me, mr lee, ill fuck with your chi, before you get to pick between the right thing to do and me. 

[newworldwriter]

Me and my nigga sam

Yo im kicking it, just, me and my homie sam, we dont give a fuck what you say we don’t give a damn, we show you how to shoot em up we show you how to be the man we all know all you bitches, but all you gotta do is just be fans. Smoking cones on the daily that’s how we roll, toking it back smoking them stacks we don’t give a fuck about the toll, you send threats to us we mark you off the roll, make all your friends think you’re a dirty fucking mole. we ask for a fight you don’t show, you so low. Fuck with us, we'll show you whats up, fuck with us, woops looks like you’re all out of luck, so what, i don’t give a fuck. Get told erything gonna be alright, niggas lookin at me like it’s all might, don’t know where to go, don’t know who to see, don’t know what i want, dont know what i mean, you know i keep it green, burnin it up till im classified as mr sheen, that's charlie, smoking cones till we high on Icarly Somewhere in the middle of Bali. We be that rich gang Killa man pull out me glock and hit a fan and bang bang the fucker goes down and bang bang the trucker goes clown, Why so serious? this is serious buisness, why does this business gotta be so hazardous, theses niggas mad at us for taking their weed and being so fab u lus.