Post by -The Answer- on Sept 11, 2006 2:31:47 GMT -5
This is all from my cousin. I say him type this when he was at my place today. I think he'd whoop that shit Eminem in a rap battle. 8 Mile ftl.
here's the first one:
i bully these rappers so bad lyrically it aint even funny i aint even hungry it aint even money you cant pay me enough for you to play me im f**kin crazy im just brutal it's no rumour im numero uno assume it there's no humour in it no more you know im rollin with a swollin bowlin ball in my bag you need a fag to tear a new hole in my ass
Here's the second:
i dont speak, i float in the air wrapped in a sheet, im not a real person, im a ghost trapped in a beat, i translate when my voice is iread through a sismograph and a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through yo head, trap you in yo room, possess you and hoist yo bed till the evilness flows through yo blood like poisonous lead tell you each one of yo boys is dead and i ask you to join the dark side
And here's the third:
life flashes before you and then its taken away and then theres so much that you never get to say but its okay just gotta hold on to faith never look up and say gods name in vein just say grace and know that your loved one is safe buried away floating up into a better place it's like a race you just gotta learn how to pace and save face because you dont wanna be the disgrace bitter taste like your mind is starting to decay accept the case know that the persons there to stay from my heart up to my spine all the way up to my mind i need a sanctuary where my thoughts can unwind
here's the first one:
i bully these rappers so bad lyrically it aint even funny i aint even hungry it aint even money you cant pay me enough for you to play me im f**kin crazy im just brutal it's no rumour im numero uno assume it there's no humour in it no more you know im rollin with a swollin bowlin ball in my bag you need a fag to tear a new hole in my ass
Here's the second:
i dont speak, i float in the air wrapped in a sheet, im not a real person, im a ghost trapped in a beat, i translate when my voice is iread through a sismograph and a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through yo head, trap you in yo room, possess you and hoist yo bed till the evilness flows through yo blood like poisonous lead tell you each one of yo boys is dead and i ask you to join the dark side
And here's the third:
life flashes before you and then its taken away and then theres so much that you never get to say but its okay just gotta hold on to faith never look up and say gods name in vein just say grace and know that your loved one is safe buried away floating up into a better place it's like a race you just gotta learn how to pace and save face because you dont wanna be the disgrace bitter taste like your mind is starting to decay accept the case know that the persons there to stay from my heart up to my spine all the way up to my mind i need a sanctuary where my thoughts can unwind
