here's a title..everyone free to post a relevant verse...(be cool...)
here's a title..everyone free to post a relevant verse...(be cool...)
I spit. - 'wetter-font'.. Letters-spawn better-songs; I'm-'never-gone'..
.. an If my baby's 'maybe', you read-her-wrong...
Centered strong.. - I'm forever bomb with "dead'er calm".
I'm crazy, can't phase me.. bring your lady to leper prom.
I met-her-mom, her mom lead on you're lesser don..
If I went mainstream for pay fee Id still be 'never gone'
Im never gone, no stain, but I can stay for long,
You try to paraphrase my verse and add it to a different song . . .
Don't act fond, you'll still pay for the 'Add' on,
It ain't free, Im worth fees, you pay for the 'Ad' on .
you gazin n' you claimin you cant even see me
blazin n' you guessin is it fire or is it me
your pupils they all glazin...put your glasses on
i still roll..live on..i am never gone
my rhymin in your mind..wake you from deep sleepin
alarm clock's ringin....but you still sayin that you're blind
so keep playin bats in the nights while i soar the heights
n' when you get back your lost sights find me in the starlights.
Yeah I got a girl
My girl hate the world
She take it out on me
And so I hate my world
Yeah I got a friend
A friend that never calls
So I wonder why I even bother at all
Yeah I go to class
They teach me useless sh*t
They beat down my spirit
Don't want me to live
Yeah I got a job
Where I get no respect
I wanna run up in this b*tch blazin with my tech
But I'm never gone no nope I'm never gone
This world beats me down
I just keep blazin on
Yeah I'm never gone no I'm never gone
They try to bring me down
But I keep movin on
she predicates me like a true mis- it's understood that for the good she stands always.
I'm suffixed like ation by the rope she holds me up by, try as I might... I'm tied by old ways.
broken records skip in the background as her words fly over my head... aim was never her strong point
strikin' a chord, her lips lay me flat out - I like it... verse it while in bed, tamed forever by her soft voice.
choices made with failures gravely springing to mind every time - lest I forget them.
hoisting my ideas up, baby - living these rhymes is tiring... yet I regret none.
cuz if these are all mistakes I'm making, then I'd make them again a thousand times over
no matter how bad it is or gets, well I dwell on facts like "it's better being sober".
so I dig deep, socks up-pulled and run through all the walls I face before me
to meet, greet and keep the one love who refuses to move... with good grace adores me.
no matter how long it takes, she's never gone, she never breaks.
no matter how long I take, she's never gone, she never breaks.
Last edited by CheesyBacon; 02-05-2012 at 05:25 AM.
Hip-hop is art. Don't make a pop hit, be smart. Take it back to the start, like KRS and Rakim use passion and heart.
pain in my brain so deep it bellows
i'm hunched over,bent shoulders..palms to chin n knees to elbows
a*s to hard ground coz aint no comfy pillows
weepin willows,philosopher's stone n lonely widows
thorns on paths..stony tracks my feet they treadin
broken glass n nails through my soul its bleedin
but my strength keeps brewin,aint fleein,heart still beatin
fear i aint breedin,down i aint backin..never gone n still livin.