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- Omega Bill
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Mind quicker than the Hand
Hear the screaming subside, is there any meaning to die, hes trying to lie
To his fam and to his friends, to his boys to the end, his feelings they cant mend
His paper is a god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears
These thoughts begin to sear, into his brain, into his bodies whole thought process domain
Thinking its a shame, "where do these thoughts come from, normal kids dont have this am I dumb?
Am I numb? To this living, I feel nothing Im left shivering, chin begins to temble and I start quivering
Why do I feel like giving in, to these pressures, like Im getting constant lectures, directly from the devil
Im at the top of my level, and I feel jumping in, head first with my held high into the ultimate sin
There I go lying again, I could never pull this trigger, thoughts wont ruin me, cause my heart is bigger
But this hand might be quicker, I hope not cause I got a life to live, Im goin places man I got shit to give
But this thought, its like Im possessed, I feel so naked to the outside world, like Im being un-dressed
Someone shoulda talkd to me under this diress, nothing I do is ever right to anybody no need to impress
What is this test, is god reaching out his hand? Does the great lord above need yet another good man?
I guess Im not just another line in the sand, oh shit, my mind must have not have been quicker than my hand"
Kid I knew from High School, was goin through some rough times. His boy shot himself in the face a year ago, and this kid, I'm representing in this, did the same, about a week ago. I'm rapping about what his though-process could have been, and other things. You'll see.
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To his fam and to his friends, to his boys to the end, his feelings they cant mend
His paper is a god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears
These thoughts begin to sear, into his brain, into his bodies whole thought process domain
Thinking its a shame, "where do these thoughts come from, normal kids dont have this am I dumb?
Am I numb? To this living, I feel nothing Im left shivering, chin begins to temble and I start quivering
Why do I feel like giving in, to these pressures, like Im getting constant lectures, directly from the devil
Im at the top of my level, and I feel jumping in, head first with my held high into the ultimate sin
There I go lying again, I could never pull this trigger, thoughts wont ruin me, cause my heart is bigger
But this hand might be quicker, I hope not cause I got a life to live, Im goin places man I got shit to give
But this thought, its like Im possessed, I feel so naked to the outside world, like Im being un-dressed
Someone shoulda talkd to me under this diress, nothing I do is ever right to anybody no need to impress
What is this test, is god reaching out his hand? Does the great lord above need yet another good man?
I guess Im not just another line in the sand, oh shit, my mind must have not have been quicker than my hand"
Kid I knew from High School, was goin through some rough times. His boy shot himself in the face a year ago, and this kid, I'm representing in this, did the same, about a week ago. I'm rapping about what his though-process could have been, and other things. You'll see.
Leave links for feed in here.

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good shit.. i ain't got no fav lines cause the whole drop was nice...the only thing that i ain't like about it...is that u had that long Quotation..you shoulda ended it with you droppin' instead of it being a quote....but u still made that go nice..I give you props for this...it's more of a poem though...but overall it was good
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Very interesting and detailed drop.
You seem to be one of those writers who do better in their scripts than they do their battles.
Reason I say that is because your scripts show more attention to detail as well as a more solid vocab. I dunno...maybe it's because ur not rushed by some kind time limit and ur able to take ur time and fully think about how you want it to be worded. This is a good drop. Not too long...not too short and detailed enough that keep the average readers interests.
You seem to be one of those writers who do better in their scripts than they do their battles.
Reason I say that is because your scripts show more attention to detail as well as a more solid vocab. I dunno...maybe it's because ur not rushed by some kind time limit and ur able to take ur time and fully think about how you want it to be worded. This is a good drop. Not too long...not too short and detailed enough that keep the average readers interests.
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Hear the screaming subside, is there any meaning to die, hes trying to lie
To his fam and to his friends, to his boys to the end, his feelings they cant mend
His paper is a god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears
"His Paper is god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears" < dats How i Feel
lol i Aint Good at Showin Emotion To People. but i Can Cry On a Piece of Paper Faeva if i Want..
Good Shit son i Really Liked how u Put Dem Lines Dough.. Sorry bout Dat Dood..
u Wrote Dis Nicely
To his fam and to his friends, to his boys to the end, his feelings they cant mend
His paper is a god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears
"His Paper is god send, he can write out his fears, he can drop a couple tears" < dats How i Feel
lol i Aint Good at Showin Emotion To People. but i Can Cry On a Piece of Paper Faeva if i Want..
Good Shit son i Really Liked how u Put Dem Lines Dough.. Sorry bout Dat Dood..
u Wrote Dis Nicely

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hey bill leave some feed on my post what-yall-hate-n-fo-vt8026.html#67189
Never let life live you, You always live life.


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i agree to every word..Kurse wrote:Very interesting and detailed drop.
You seem to be one of those writers who do better in their scripts than they do their battles.
Reason I say that is because your scripts show more attention to detail as well as a more solid vocab. I dunno...maybe it's because ur not rushed by some kind time limit and ur able to take ur time and fully think about how you want it to be worded. This is a good drop. Not too long...not too short and detailed enough that keep the average readers interests.
yeah u need to bring the same intensity in battles, i think its because ur a vagina and u get shook when the pressures on lol
anyways this is a sad story though.."tear"..hehe

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