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"lazarus"

an addictive personality, a thirst for blurred reality,
i can barely balance these, attributes..
always following my first natural cue,
no self control, i hate when i have to choose,
maybe i should change my attitude,
cuz life is a gift, i should display some gratitude,
but im still too mad to do, the things i have to do,
always tryna find some way to get past the rules,
people tell me to follow em, I say "nah after you"
i go wit the flow, where am I going? don't have a clue..
jus keep it cool.. shit I need to get my ass in school..
jus so i can outclass the fools..
since diapers, i knew i'd pass the test of time..
im a writer, never let these fags suppress my rhymes..
here's the truth, half of these life lessons lie,
money cant buy happiness...?
thas cuz money is the devil's advocate...
and greed is the masochist,
that tears us apart, makes it seem like an accident...
people dont even see what's happenin,
grab a camera and capture it, in the act of it,
cuz these political activists,
talkn out they ass, all I hear is flatulants..
"life is good if you're a college graduate"
but i barely got shit, call me Lazarus...
fuck it... smoke a blunt, now im laughin at this shit..

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If I could restart life n do it all my way,
change the mistakes I made, still wouldnt be the right way..
dont even matter if I had my say,
cant even run my show.. see if I stay,
fukk that, I'm on a highway, no comebacks..
like a train, ya might miss it, but it dont come back..
stuck in the rain, stuck, fukked up in this game..
rather keep my head up than duck it in shame..
I look up to the clouds of haze and let em cover the pain,
i was never the one for brotherly ways,
never let my heart be the one to fukk up my brain,
I trust myself, everyone else, they trust in the same...
they'll keep you close, only close enough to put judgement to name,
pass the buck wit the blame..
like a picture, some people would have you framed n hung,
on this wall of fame.. fukk monetary gain....
if the high life makes me crazy, I will NOT be buried sane..
wheres the antipsychotics? fukk pills, inject the vein..
the blood spills and stains while it flows against the grain..
what skills? i dont put on shows to entertain..
its all uphill, all these battles just set the stage...
glued to the mic everytime my breath escapes,
it's a love/hate relationship.. I could never get away

Cause of Death

checkin out a star, you could be an astronomer,
left without the lord, turn me to a philosopher...
the father of reason,
in the government's eye, this aint gossip, it's treason...
my psychologist schemin', fukk em, every prophet has demons...
yeah... n peoples mamas be screamin...
"why!?"..... cuz people gotta get even...
the armies n legions, commandin that we offer allegience...
people dyin for pride, dyin all for allegience...
kill the enemy to keep yo' friends alive..
kill the enemy like "hes no friend of mine..."
the weapons' eyes are specialized...
they set their sights... to collide, head-on.. dead precise..
fully capable of hands-off genocide...
"it was them or us... we have a right to defend what's mine"
damn.. fukk the scams, Uncle Sam says that every time...
im the armor of light the dark wont get behind...
forget I'm blind, I know what I am, cant forget my lines..
the leader of the meek, now let the peasants rise..
I see heaven's sign etched in the sky, I testify;
"some people see the light n they petrify...
people see the murder but their eyes are desensitized..
look how all the violence intensifies...
look how the violence is rectified..
more violence to set it right...
I guess peace is something we'll never find..
this is jus what happens when god's children are left to die..
And I'm next in line... sh!t, I'm just happy I said goodbye"

uppin this

Honestly Your First Dropped Outshined All The Rest...
Thats My Honest Opinion .. The First Drop Was fuckin Raw ... Loved It ..
Didnt Know You Had Skill .. No Offense LoL Cause You Barely Drop...


thas cuz money is the devil's advocate...
and greed is the masochist,
that tears us apart, makes it seem like an accident...
people dont even see what's happenin,
grab a camera and capture it, in the act of it,
cuz these political activists,
talkn out they ass, all I hear is flatulants..



an addictive personality, a thirst for blurred reality,
i can barely balance these, attributes..
always following my first natural cue,
no self control, i hate when i have to choose,
maybe i should change my attitude,
cuz life is a gift, i should display some gratitude,
but im still too mad to do, the things i have to do,
always tryna find some way to get past the rules,
people tell me to follow em, I say "nah after you"
i go wit the flow, where am I going? don't have a clue..
jus keep it cool.. shit I need to get my ass in school..
jus so i can outclass the fools..


Those R My Favorite Parts Of The Verse ..
I Liked The Multis .. How U Stringed the Shit together
So It's jsut Not Rhymin , There's Meanin Bein Put Into The Piece ..


I Thought You Put Alot Of Thought On this N Deserve Props ..
So I'ma Give Um Props Man .. You Deff Did A Nice Job .. Stick Around
I Wanna See What Else You Have In Store ..

thnx bro appreciate the feed. yeah man im writin shit all the time, but most of the shit are jus short keystyles n writtens with no clear topic. my style isnt cut out for bein a "text cee" but rather a raw vocalist... not even braggin either, i really wish i had a mic to shit on

ima drop a few more l8r after i blaze

Hazard's right -- The first one's the best of those by far.

lol yeah the third one was pretty retarded lookin back on it