My rap idea: give me feed back

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    Deleterious said:

    Default My rap idea: give me feed back

    I come from a place that’s beyond cursed
    You've just been out-versed
    Over rap I'm about to be dispersed
    You better have rehearsed
    It's time to make this reversed
    So this time you fall head first

    I come from a place when you're just beaten is nice
    There's no such thing as paradise
    There's all sorts to entice

    I come from a place ruled by tyrants
    Everything has to be violent
    While most people stay silent
    Stay high and vibrant

    It's like a 5th dimension
    You don't want any attention
    Talk again and you've been hung from a second extension
    Don't forget to mention
    Better not have a dissension
    There is no prevention

    If you steal you get hung
    A place where they kill off the young
    No one will be among

    I come from a place where there's no god
    Where people beat you only in squads
    People eating dirt in wads

    A place where you pay up front
    Where people can't even afford blunts
    Never speak affront

    A place where they kill for the white snobs
    There's no way to get a job
    Your throat always throbs

    Suffering by the hand of god, it leaves you unable to speak
    Unable to eat
    Always weak
    A place of horror that is unique

    A place where you drink from murky water
    No matter what might occur
    Full of saboteurs

    Destined to die in the sands of time
    Death valley awaits all those who waste their line
    Take this spot to regain your rhyme

    Killings will never get admitted
    No one is legit
    Nothing ever gets submitted

    You make a fist
    They will insist
    And assist
    Make your life will never exist

    All that has happened makes me ashamed to be white
    Why couldn’t I be my true color in this light

    Turn people on their own kind
    Twist them on their own minds

    People drive by, do hit and run
    No escape from these guns
    You better run, because if you get stunned
    You're life becomes none

    There's no such thing as peace
    Just try to keep your body in one piece
    As life slips you decrease
    Don’t fight with police
    Like living in ancient Greece
    Where animals release
    This new disease

    In this place there is no survivors
    No one is a driver

    A place stuck in the old age
    Where you get sliced with blades
    Where there are non-stop raids
    People fade, standing in the shade
    Just the very thought leaves you dismayed

    Make sure your life will never exist
    Last edited by Mixalopoulos; 12-09-2011 at 09:18 AM.