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They say life’s a bitch and then u die fast,
I don’t agree but I’d switch bits of my past
This my school of thought, try sittin in my class
If this the heart of the city, the shit need a bypass
Days fly past, I’ve got a profession but its lost in recession
I couldn’t stop my aggression, so most jobs out the question
My record forms an impression, my rap sheet is just killing me
Now at interviews I cant compete when their grilling me
I feel beat and its chilling me, that I hit the street so damn willingly
But the heat its instilled in me, and im supposed to be the smart one
I was more concerned with showin heart son
Of course it starts fun, drink, drugs n chicks dig a bad guy
Stealin cars at fourteen, thinkin that im mad fly
Nearly seen my dad die, and I couldn’t see a better day
Life was filled with salted wounds n pepper spray
I wanted better pay, but it wouldnt hurt me to negotiate
But fuck that! I had an arctic circle of associates
Cold as the Soviets, we were blinded by the city glow
My brother, criminal minded out there shiftin snow
Tryna get the dough, thinking that his crimes are fine
The pigs find a sign, now hes doin more time than Shyne
He resigned his prime, my cousin lies in a grave
I got stabbed three times…why was I saved?
Fate or luck? who dies and who stays? Who survives and who pays?
Bottom line…all never reach fame and go bust
We’re a weak plague of locusts, so the police frame n scope us
They say its in the blood…like deep vein thrombosis
But I gave it up and reclaimed my focus

The first half was sick, but the last like 6 bars were killer.

That was some of the rawest material I've seen in the scripts for a bit.

Definitely nice. Flow, multies, content. All top notch.

They say life’s a bitch and then u die fast,
I don’t agree but I’d switch bits of my past
This my school of thought, try sittin in my class

Sitting in Class < would sound better.

f this the heart of the city, the shit need a bypass
Days fly past, I’ve got a profession but its lost in recession
I couldn’t stop my aggression, so most jobs out the question
My record forms an impression, my rap sheet is just killing me

Liking The topic.. keep it goin


Now at interviews I cant compete when their grilling me
I feel beat and its chilling me, that I hit the street so damn willingly

Raw.

But the heat its instilled in me, and im supposed to be the smart one
I was more concerned with showin heart son
Of course it starts fun, drink, drugs n chicks dig a bad guy
Stealin cars at fourteen, thinkin that im mad fly
Nearly seen my dad die, and I couldn’t see a better day
Life was filled with salted wounds n pepper spray

Going in ..

I wanted better pay, but it wouldnt hurt me to negotiate
But fuck that! I had an arctic circle of associates
Cold as the Soviets, we were blinded by the city glow
My brother, criminal minded out there shiftin snow
Tryna get the dough, thinking that his crimes are fine
The pigs find a sign, now hes doin more time than Shyne
He resigned his prime, my cousin lies in a grave
I got stabbed three times…why was I saved?


More Time Than Shyne < I Thought shynes Out, Anyways This was Nice


Fate or luck? who dies and who stays? Who survives and who pays?
Bottom line…all never reach fame and go bust
We’re a weak plague of locusts, so the police frame n scope us
They say its in the blood…like deep vein thrombosis
But I gave it up and reclaimed my focus

This Was Cool.. Liked The Part Before Better^ .. Probably cause you just spit Your own Reality.

Anyways Good drop, Keep droppin.

thanks

This was cool, i think its good man I agree with the concept being very raw matrerial, straight from the heart shit, that's what catches the eye so much, flow kinda iffy on some points but the message was clear.

Good shit keep it comin, I enjoy ur punch verses better btw, lol so I don't think this was ur best imo.

whole drop was ill..good shit cee good to see you droppin

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