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GOD DAMN, thats some dope shit, like i told u, probably my fav audio i've heard on IL, you put some serious emotion in this and delivered it dope as hell, the only bad thing is the mic quality, but other than that, i dont see anythin to complain about, oh but u also need to work on ur breathin cuz u took a deep ass breath one time durin this verse...dope shit tho, keep it up
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time to get deep,im sweatin i can feel the heat,at night i cant sleep
my soul is tweaked,i got goosebumps from my neck too my feet
my life is fucked,till the point i gotta speak,my dreams is dreams that cant be reached
they smile when i frown,show love when im around,wishing behind my back
i was 6 feet underground,now how that shit sound? fuck these clowns
im recomending dont get close to freinds cuz half are pretending,they blend in
until u find out they fake at the ending
my mom use tell me too do things right,but ima hustla ima get payed every night
im commited and the streetz is my bride,so it went threw one ear and came out the other side
im wise but still got alot learn,im so far in this game that to go back it gotta burn
im in the point no return,looking out for the firm,they say money feels better when its earned
not me i dont get that feeling,how can i?,if i live off of stealing,n drug dealing
sometimes suffering is part of hustling,either die in the streets,or wait for the
D.A too start bustin in
in 2002 i barely kissed death in the lips,i was testing my clip, thinkin bout
killing myself and shit,when i look in the mirror and see a stranger fell in love with danger
i played russian roullete with 4 hollows in the chamber
i pressed the trigger twice,damn nearly took my life
the gun jamed right in my hand..im like damn im really living for a reason man
god i aint tryna look for no trouble,but im alive cuz i made it threw struggle
im the fire that made it threw the sun and the rain,the joy and the pain so i became
a monster in the game,do u know how does it feel to be framed?
locked up by the D's,they put u behind bars and throw away the keys
u scream as loud as u can but they wouldnt let u free
now u traped in a cell in hell,stuck in your own mind,most niggas dont see shit
so they live the world blind,till its time
nigga ima die with my finger on the trigger for my niggas
and smoking chronic,i dont really wanna talk about it,but the first time i cought a body
made vomit
i blaze my gun in a artistic way,shit dont change,same shit different day
i hold it down my self,i dont need nobody else,too write my book on a shelf
gotta get on ur grind and get ur cake up,life is a dream until u wake up...wake up...
damn nigga why u always gotta hate on my shit lol,everything i write now i gotta bite of some one right?
my soul is tweaked,i got goosebumps from my neck too my feet
my life is fucked,till the point i gotta speak,my dreams is dreams that cant be reached
they smile when i frown,show love when im around,wishing behind my back
i was 6 feet underground,now how that shit sound? fuck these clowns
im recomending dont get close to freinds cuz half are pretending,they blend in
until u find out they fake at the ending
my mom use tell me too do things right,but ima hustla ima get payed every night
im commited and the streetz is my bride,so it went threw one ear and came out the other side
im wise but still got alot learn,im so far in this game that to go back it gotta burn
im in the point no return,looking out for the firm,they say money feels better when its earned
not me i dont get that feeling,how can i?,if i live off of stealing,n drug dealing
sometimes suffering is part of hustling,either die in the streets,or wait for the
D.A too start bustin in
in 2002 i barely kissed death in the lips,i was testing my clip, thinkin bout
killing myself and shit,when i look in the mirror and see a stranger fell in love with danger
i played russian roullete with 4 hollows in the chamber
i pressed the trigger twice,damn nearly took my life
the gun jamed right in my hand..im like damn im really living for a reason man
god i aint tryna look for no trouble,but im alive cuz i made it threw struggle
im the fire that made it threw the sun and the rain,the joy and the pain so i became
a monster in the game,do u know how does it feel to be framed?
locked up by the D's,they put u behind bars and throw away the keys
u scream as loud as u can but they wouldnt let u free
now u traped in a cell in hell,stuck in your own mind,most niggas dont see shit
so they live the world blind,till its time
nigga ima die with my finger on the trigger for my niggas
and smoking chronic,i dont really wanna talk about it,but the first time i cought a body
made vomit
i blaze my gun in a artistic way,shit dont change,same shit different day
i hold it down my self,i dont need nobody else,too write my book on a shelf
gotta get on ur grind and get ur cake up,life is a dream until u wake up...wake up...
damn nigga why u always gotta hate on my shit lol,everything i write now i gotta bite of some one right?

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complexity wrote:You need to be able to see the difference between this and everything else you wrote.
Plus don't forget you have bit lines in the past. It's not like, I'm magically coming up with this idea.
Sorry for the accusation though. The song was pretty good.
i know the difference between what i write,i can write stupid shit,and somes times i can get deep,and even that its not like everything i write is bittin of someone else,and u still cant judge me.

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~Symbolikull~ wrote:whether you wrote it or not, all that aside, this shit was deep and had mad emotion and the flow was tight, you lost it in some parts and took deep breaths when you ran outta breath...
keep doin you man and never quit....
big ups
good looks my nigga i appreciate that,and im always gonna keep doiin me fuck what other niggas say.
holla

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