Gangsta rap

I wrote this once...

It's not hard to imagine on some summer day
The men in white coats will come take me away
To an institution where forever I'll stay
As another lost mind that's drifted astray

Straped down to a table in this hell of a home
While twenty different doctors analyze my dome
Standing around me they'll debate and they'll shout
Cause no matter how they try they just cant figure me out

So it's back to the cell and back in the jacket
bouncin' off the walls to clear my mind of the racket
and maybe one day they'll free me from my stall
and I'll run screamin' "freedom" up and down the halls

And when that day comes, dont kid yourself it will
When the solutions can't be found in a little pill
Will you still be able to grip it and chill?
Or will you succumb to the ill?
A slow downward spiral as you watch it all spill.

yay rap.

I'm the illest, the realist, the healer of the phillies,
the one you find home with both hands on your girl's titis.
But letme stop my flow to introduce my love,
her name is Mary and she likes it rough, she likes to play with fire,
gets burnt and takes me higher ofcourse imma keep her long after I retire.

keeping it short.

In my eyes, them cops is disgustin/Fuck EM
So hell nah
I aint eva gon trust em...
Kids on the block be trippin.....
wanna see em, wanna hug em..........
So when i see em imma slug em
stick em for dey bread.....
and i aint talkin toasta ovens..........
FUCK EM.......

this is just a little snippet that's been goin through my head so far, so it's not set in stone yet........
this is something i've been thinkin about for a song from yesterday......i heard this fire beat after i smoked this blunt with my boy......Im gonna call the whole track Cops(fuck em), and it's gonna be on this double disc mixtape, me and my boy are droppin in september...........I'll up some of my finished shit in the next couple of days to see watchu guys think, i've also been experimenting with some dancehall beats, something no one in rap has been able to do consistantly, and i plan to be dropping flows on dancehall, and reggae beats also as well as the regular rap beats my boy produces........

^You so gangsta, dawg.
Fuckin "G" wit it. Word.
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Originally Posted by Peruvian Devil

yay rap.

I'm the illest, the realist, the healer of the phillies,
the one you find home with both hands on your girl's titis.
But letme stop my flow to introduce my love,
her name is Mary and she likes it rough, she likes to play with fire,
gets burnt and takes me higher ofcourse imma keep her long after I retire.

keeping it short.

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That was pretty good!

It goes like this... count off with me
1 for the money and 2 for the show,
3 for the rhythm and 4 for the flow
5 for the life cause i gotta keep on livin'
6 for the love that i gotta keep on givin'
7 for the luck that never seems to find me
8 for the hate that i try to leave behind me
9 for the dreams i hope to acheive, and
10 for the the things i know and i believe

10/10 loved it ^

thanx man

thanks man, I don't rap that much but yeah.