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In The Myst


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A song that i have finally finished. Feedback is thanked :2thumbs:

ya'll haters in the myst in the shadows its so damn sickening

now answer is blood more pure than water? mines thickening

walking down the street and and they diss me coz of my black curse

coz i put so much death in a rhyme that ya'll want me in a hearse

well homie im not playing that. imma do what i gotta do to survive

even if my knuckles are bleeding imma find a way to get by

cruising at low speeds. looking at all the cuties in the street

lets have a party so get on ya feet. dance to this beat

when ya'll wana hate it really makes it hard to concentrate

this is a war and im the general im about to inflirtrate

im gonna close down ya forces like i did on the courses

girls who say all they wanted to do is ride naked on horses

i cant say no to that. so for the fact am i a playa?

in a few times ill be a multi millionare straight money maker

playa hatin all the fools who be debating my tatics

but please sir its getting drastic. they learnin to use automatics.

coz ya listen to these words i speak. advice how to freak

the pressure is pointin so bad and its reaching its peak

after the first break ups i thought that i needed a little space

but after the first date i want you to look close in my face

in my eyes and then learn all my lies. if i gave you bently keys

make you smell nice and then give u a gold card for shopping spress

look primeminster its getting scary. and you dont even care

when we needed a leader. ya'll was never there. can ya bare?

Im in the myst. Its in my fingertips

come on baby and go shake them hips

lick them lips. Im in the Myst. can you handle this?

I walk down the street hopefully looking for some acknowledgement

but my worse feel is my face scrapped along the cement

its hard to say but my future looks dim. it looks grim

for this rap game believe me ill lost any of my limbs

its either my rap or my women, my cars or my money

either take life as much as i can or act as if its all funny

ain't it strange that things changed and u can be in peace

but not on the streets wondering when my homies will be released

i dont want to get ahead of myself cause my lifes getting strange

knew i was trapped in the game just because i put MC's to shame

coz when im running homie better run because its gonna be a catastraphe

but im hittin em back to all the ones who tried to beat me

to the ones who passed. though who done did the blast

running through the race but its hard if you keep coming last

forget the past. all i wanted to do was survive not die

momma's asking why i bow my head and then just sigh. they cry

its not my problem what happends on the streets. i try and stop it

politicions trying to act all important. so please just drop it

writing these rhymes in scripts. how dare ya'll copy

cause you know whatever you write is just straight dead or sloppy

so you try and take what isnt yours. i dont wana mash

but its not my fault if these haters give me a reason to smash em

harress em. all i wanted was a crumb for ya'll to give some

but i geuss with this verse and them curse. Im Done.

Im in the myst. Its in my fingertips

come on baby and go shake them hips

lick them lips. Im in the Myst. can you handle this?

Theres bumps on the long road. Up and downs towards home

So when I stare into the night. Wondering why i'm alone

Thank god that im blessed. But why am i so stressed?

Its surely that im being test. But haters can soil to thier rest.

Going so slow that the po can see you. I would hate to be you

How long isit going to take to free you. Thinking your lifes through

Day by day and hour by hour. Your heart is going to be sour

You like a seed you need a son but it seems you just can't flour

But I tell you a story in my endz. Its not good drivin a Benz.

It's sad to see homies doing time in penz. Now who's your friends

Growing up looking at small little thugs. Smoking petty small drugs

But that's the way it goes down. They steal and hear comes the slugs.

You barely a teen. But still living the life of a stray dope fiend

Walking down the hood craving. Something to eat like ice cream.

Gunz in his hands and the pistol talks. The old folks then decide to take walks

Live the life in the shadows if they knew what was good. He stalks.

It's true i have never walked into your shoes. Now its time to choose.

You played the game and then the shame. Still keep ya head up coz u loose

Shake my hand you was a man and at the end of the day. Still pray

Untill my hair turns grey and my life turns Stray. There i lay.

But them days all we used to fear was the po-po. No where to go-go

But Joe won't stop no flow. Stop no show. Are you a friend or a foe?

Im in the myst. Its in my fingertips

come on baby and go shake them hips

lick them lips. Im in the Myst. can you handle this?

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