#myraps

[ymrkthevillain]

It’s not even that good, but I don’t care. Someone rap to this cancer.

[lixxxandro]

Closed minded, closet locked had a hard time around it. now I am free, how happy I'd be, To be able to walk among my peers equally...

[lost-hope-and-weed-smoke-blog]

i did a thing again

The pain never fades, you only deal with it better

And I’m sorry if I seem a little under the weather,

But it’s hard to be happy when ain’t no one on your side,

It feels like all I got is my high,

And all of my friends go run to your side,

Sayin for makin you choose, I’m the bad guy

But you remember that night, don’t you?

Did you even mean what you said?

Or did you just lie your way through

The walls I put up, talkin’ bout how you meant well

Ha, that’s some bullshit incase you couldn’t tell

You’ve given me so much strife, that as this pen hits this paper

There should be a tear for it too, but I can’t find one to spare

And as I write all I remember is the pain that I felt

On that bus ride back from a full week of hell,

And at 3 AM all I could do was just stare,

Because I gave you my heart, but you didn’t fucking care.

[lost-hope-and-weed-smoke-blog]

dont hate me if its bad its been a while

I don’t even enjoy my high no more,

I can’t think about you without crying no more,

Roll up to get you off my brain you got me goin insane,

Every time I see you I gotta look away

I can’t get back involved, you don’t feel the same,

This is unrequited love burnin through my veins

But it gives me the power to take this pen to this paper

And even more power to say no to a razor,

But anyway back to the story,

You make me so fuckin sorry

For everything that I do,

And everything that I’ve said,

All these fuckin’ thoughts just pourin' outta my head,

But hey you got him and I got my bros,

It’s better than bein’ left with nothin’ I suppose

But I’m still waiting for the day that you finally see,

You made the wrong fuckin’ choice every day of that week,

To tell me it wouldn’t work and that I should quit

But I can’t hear you no more, I don’t pay attention to that shit

[lost-hope-and-weed-smoke-blog]

She had you in her hand and crushed you like a bug,

Now the pain that you feel makes everything go numb

You're ranting to your friends but it doesn't mean much

Cause feeling that razor on your wrist gives you a rush

To the head, like when you'd be in bed and shed pop into your head

I keep saying fuck you I hate you but I miss you so much

Nothing else gives me a feeling as this shit does

This only happens once every couple of months so please forgive me

If I'm sounding like a suicidal kid who complains about having to be

Hanging out with his friends or sitting in his bed

And nothing makes him happy and he just can't smile

And he just can't laugh and he just can't rival

The bullshit he puts up with on a day to day basis

Yo fuck this shit I'm goin on a hiatus

Gonna chill Over at the ER cause I'm two inches deep

And I took too many pills cause I wanted to go to sleep

But not just a nap or that little 8 hours a night bullshit

I wanted that sleep that makes it guaranteed you won't ever have to feel it

Again, the pain and the love, the cuts and the drugs, the drunkness and the hugs

Cause ain't none of that matter now I'm halfway gone

So Ima sign my will with a "thank god that from this evil world I'm gone"

[badgirltiara]

It would probably take you by surprise to know that behind the smile lies a sad girl that cries It would probably take you by surprise to know that the girl looks for reasons to live because she sees more reasons to die. It might surprise you that she's not as happy as she seems But that's because she's only happy in her dreams

[lost-hope-and-weed-smoke-blog]

My life is a living hell and the nightmares no longer wait for sleep,

Demons from my past tryna drag me down by me feet,

I need to get back my thunder, but im feelin like im six feet under

I never thought itd get this bad, how the hell can I explain the cuts to dad?

And the blood stains on my floor and the skeletons in my closet

The rolling papers in the pillow and the lighter in my pocket

Getting high to escape my thoughts, cause they eat me alive on the inside

And I cant sleep and I can barely fuckin eat without thinking that everyone’s lookin at me

But they just cant comprehend it

One day im just gonna say “fuck it”

Go out on a drive and take a fuckin pole out

Along with my life and the demons comin out

Out of my brain and into my mouth

The shit I spit is satanic but its real and I live it

Every single mothafuckin day of my muthafuckin life

And every day is just filled with more and more strife

But I guess that’s how it is, and I guess there aint no changing it

Im spittin an 18 now and I aint even gotten half my problems out

So turn this fuckin mic off cause brogs is out

[lost-hope-and-weed-smoke-blog]

Whether you escape from it through that 808 Or a boy bands best seller, heartbreak is still heartbreak So ladies don’t let that boy get in your mind And fuck around with everything that’s inside Makin you think that loves you and every word he meant it When all along he was leadin you on and it was all bullshit And men don’t let that little whore flirt with you for a month Callin ya babe and acting like she meant it Tellin you she wants to cuddle and then have sex after it So just shut up, roll up, and take a hit of the spliff To escape the hell that she’s put you in Cant go a day without feelin self conscious an hour in About what if she told her friends, what if she’s laughing at me What if that little slut is saying to her friends that she didn’t kiss And all my niggas start disapproving of me For not makin a move, man fuck bitches and hoes The show better end soon cause I aint got room for an Encore like Eminem So ima Just Lose It and march off Like A Toy Soldier Before that Mockingbird starts singing our song in my ear If It Means A Lot To You then youd actually listen I don’t mean any of this, I still love that bitch But after what she did to me I just cant admit it Ima pass the mic now lemme see someone step to that But before I go ima just say one more thing It takes me a while to open up but when I say I love you I mean it And every text and every note in you locker, man, All of it was meant not as a joke, especially the compliments But it doesn’t matter anymore so I guess ill just go Spit a 16 to some people so I can find a new hoe