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Not So Glamorous

Verse 1 & 3 - Prime
Verse 2 - Edison Av

I use to walk around the blocks
Near the dealers sellin the rocks
Now I live in some burb, boonies
My doors covered with locks
Cause I want to trap out the life, that left behind
Backin out of the drugs, guns, and the petty crimes
So now I stick to rhyme and song to express my own reason
Why was it i left that life? What was my reason for leavin
Well my reason for leavin was simple I was tired of shit
Tired of gang bangers sayin there gang was the shit
Had to handle my shit forcefully, fight with some cliques
Never shot a nigger my morals never dumbed down just for it
Takin a mans life just somethin that I've never done
Not gonna be the man that took away a mothers son
The man that chose the wrong path, a simple fact of life
A humans life shouldn't rest upon the blade of a knife

another street buzz, fiends grub, high on that meth again
brick walls, liquor stores, sirens are deafening
they say it's just vintage, but it's not so old school
weapon possessin children in blocks cops won't go to
on the corner makin cash, holdin on that packed heat
atop the blades of grass that are growin from the cracked street
courageous narcs pop teens who spark shots right back
the trailer park's got speed, apartment block's got crack
most on the prison yard were bangin, and it's hard to blame em
ironic how they used to spit hard shit...now iron bars contain em
baggin' & cookin cane; they got their minds on better pay
addicts looking for veins they just tied-off yesterday
killas still killin, pitchin rocks & crack hags are still puffin'
little children chillin in the block their black dads are still stuck in
lucky if they eat tonight, pennyless and ravenous
trust me, this street life is anything but glamorous

Most have never ever put a fuckin gun in their hands
Knowin that the bloodshed will lead to blood on the sand
I was a lucky one, I left the past cause I knew that I could
And if I could save my dead friends I know that I would
But you take lessons in life from the mistakes in the past
Takin every breath you take as if it was your last
Theres blood in my hood, the killings always happen en masse
Lives bein takin, bodies disposed as if it was trash
And mothers are leavin their homes to pursue the drugs that they choose
Forgetting their morals, forgetting the purity in which they lose
Scars from the drugs, cant forget, they're not like a bruise
Your with them for life, visually I don't need any proof
So I keep my doors locked cause I want to forget all them days
That I inhaled the drugs, the life I led just wasn't a phase
A period in time which I chose to choose the wrong path
Aren't the memories in life that I look back upon and laugh

your verses were good man i think u still need work though, you have the potential, you just need to work on your flow a little, like for example

But you take lessons in life from the mistakes in the past
Takin every breath you take as if it was your last

im not tellin you how to write but if i were you i wouldve said something more like

you learn from your mistakes and the shit thats in the past
takin every breath you take as if it were your last

see i only changed the first line but with the shit/ past and if/last multies it can make the line flow a lil better, dont get me wrong your shits fine the way it but its just a suggestion, good shit keep droppin

See, I don't like swearing for fillers in my rhymes unless it NEEDS to be done. No offense but I prefer my line than your edit. Either way though thanks for the feedback, your always consistently feeding my shit thanks.

I liked this it came out purdy good
a nice read if I say so myself