heres the tings i rated
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...=1#post3811115
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/show...=1#post3811174
an excuse misspelt shit...............
dun 2 "can't keep runnin' away" by Pharcyde
(as soon as the drums start,the spit starts)
My mind keeps runnin',runnin' away from me,2 stop from losin' it, i'ma slow it wit THC//
but 2 many years,started 2 lose the effect,need mor,need 2 stop relyin' on dem welfare checks//
i need 2 up the status.an get myself known,but the frist thing i need 2 do is find myself a new home//
coz i know my ablity 2 kick str8 from the dome,a crew walks wit me,but i chose 2 wander alone//
perpetually on the streets,where i chose 2 roam,coz i know evently that i'll take the throne//
As the rawest emcee,wit the sickest flows,married 2 the music,an mary janes as my hoe//
wit spits so cold,that the blood dun froze,an icey head,bein' dread,but thas the way it goes//
i take all of lifes shit,an jus laugh at it,my lyrical prowess comes str8 from my mental anguish//
theres a fire in my belly,that can't b extingished,thas y i stay hungry,an abuse the english//
Dictorany,soddermise words freely,every1's heard of jnr,..........,But don't know me//
the man bhind the music,so don't confuse it,the fuked craniem,means,i'm bound 2 lose it//
flip the switch,get obtuse,shatter every bone in ya body,tho ya skin,they preturd//
the dirtyest of minds,yeah it's lude,thas howcome emcee's get brunt jus like prision food//
as a yute, i was beaten black an blue,thas y i'm this crazy cunt,alwayz stuck ina foul mood//
used 2 watchin' 4 the boydem tryin' 2 shift u,while the mans attack,so yes blud, i know the koo//
coz wit all the shit in life that i been tho,will turn 2 murdaous rage,aimed directly at you//
when i was a youth,fightin' was the only thing 2 do,till i got older,an had 2 jack mans 2 buy food//
not a rude boy,but i can b rude,an wit the lack of upbringin',i think i got an excuse//
my life?nice?don't know me,do u?mans look 2 stop me on the spot,don't want no fueds//
lyriclly shatter any man,an spark his whole crew,only trust the tru,thas y my friends r few//
while my enermies accumalate,plottin' schemes,2 send me 2 the gates,linkin' up wit nxt street teams//
blood curlin' screams,ringin' round my head,disturbed,sickin' dreams,an most my mans r dead//
lifes 2 short,4 me 2 plan ahead,could get stabbed anyday,or snacthed of road by feds//
yeah it's a long drop,but props 4 any1 droppin' feedbak
Pz