Wednesday, January 27, 2010

recognize real

I rhyme about hiphop because i live it. Im not a gangster a crook neither a villain. If you gonna do it put your all or dont do it at all they arent cheerin you on their just watchin you fall. In this business love is just overrated. Hatred is somethin success has always generated.  It took me 9 months to be born. 18 years to be a man.  She had style a smile that could light up a room, a flower that could bloom in december or june, the conversation was too short she left too soon.  swept me off my feet like a broom i mean she dress sharper than a harpoon.  could never love another now im doomed for life.  she was just like one of my rhymes one of a kind. she was like the ink for my lines.  its amazing how little time i spent with the love of my life  hopin that one day she could be my wife its strife.  my momma always said you gotta eat your greens, so i take the salad over fries the truth over lies.  Im drugs to your ear son im audio coke. i bring the new era like the ball caps im back so please pay attention im adjustin the track. i do it for the love so my wallet just gets murdered. while others say their money get stretched long like a white shirt. most of these rappers are fat like an ice berg. DL break you off with ab libs and adverbs..

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