Lets Go, Survive With Will, I’ve Been, Persuading A lot!
I Sat And Waited On Gods, Never Came. Now The New Artist’s Are Just Making It Fraud
From; Paying .For Jobs, To Raping a Broad, The Game Is So Tasteless And Fried
We Were Taking Our Time For Bright Futures, Now The Flow Has Left The Veins Slit And Dry.
Lame Spits Get Prized, While The Real Lyricist Sit And Go To Waste Like Trash
Plenty Of Races Bashed, Even Our DJ’s Got Infected, Sit As He Takes The Cash
Number Ones, They Should Be Placed As Last Because Their Vocabulary Is Horrid
The Streets Is Your Topic, But You’re Discrete Like Myopic, Just Acting Scary Then Forfeit
It’s So True, And No News To Us, I’m Not Talking To The Public Till a Brother Gets At Me
Not Facing My Lyrics, Because You Got Your Face In The Mirror, Paying To Smother Ya Acne.
This Gutter Shit’s Trashy, Because You’ll Show Signs Of God, Make Like Your Fingers And Get Crossed
Should Have Listened To Kramer With This Mock, Only Ten Years ago a Gang Banger Was Hip-Hop
Please, The Image Of a Thug Gets Finished With a Slug When Closing In On My Trails
A Pension Is Well, So Don’t Mention The Sells, Cuz Along With The Album, Goes The End Of Michelle!
You G? only Thugs N Goonies, Because The Roll Stopped, Tired Of It, I Would Kiss And Hug a Newbie!
The Game Turned To Style With Hype, And Has More Fake ‘Crips And Bloods” Than Movies.
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To a New Generation; Welcome To Trash,
If You Noticed Lil Wayne Killed Hip Hop, Good Luck Helping It Last.
If I Were To Catch Him On Tour, I Would Probably Put Real Shells In His Ass
Then I Can Be a Certified Member Of Hip-Hop, A Felon At Last!
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There’s a Quest To My Coil’s Lease, I’m Rounded With Assurance, Your No Question Of Royalty
Never Affection Will Spoil Me, I Knew I Was In Need To Defend, But This Ignorance Is Testing My Loyalty.
You Was Rejected,-Avoiding Me, And Just Like Your Clitoris, Get Checked With Rods!
Back In The Day, NWA Held Down For The Lyrics, But Now Dipset’s the Squad
I’m Not Knowing Who To Beat, The South Fell Off, Showing Who’s The Weak!
But This Cat Strait Stabbed The Heart Of Rap, Pulse Starts Slowing To The Beat
Heads Throbbing, Illness Of The Atmosphere Starts Rages
Stupid Child, I Wanted To Go Old School, Not Back To The Dark Ages
Shit’s So Abnormal, The Act’s Formal When It Comes To Fame Material
It’s Like a Hungry Breakfast With Murderers How Much You Cat’s Out Claiming Serials
Well Back Out, The Game Is Serious, You’re Just a Nod When The Cash In Need
I’m Not With The P2P Because We’re Individual Emcee’s, But I’m a God With a Rhapsody!
That’s How I Got In The Rasphody, Lyrics And Spotted Catastrophes!

Pretty Looooooong Piece, Was Interesting But Hard To Stay Tuned...
I Liked The Middle Section Best It Seemed To Be More Close To Devine...
Keep At It, Nice Art.

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Yea A Pretty Long Read But A Good One I Liked It. Stay Up

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