My Prison

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 17th, '07, 19:36

tha police won't look tha other way or stop to see that this hippocracy is just not fa me
talk it up but you will not disrupt or stop this rush I cop a plea cuz thats how it's gotta be

we tha people get tha fault more and locked up like a vault door tha grim tale of being in jail
will matrix change no I'll make it rain screaming innocence to my skins pale and my wind fails

put it on my rap sheet they pack heat telling u not to touch ya glocks like they won't bust a shot
this so called justice is a slave to it's budget, holding grudges it can't be trusted so fuck tha cops

sometimes I visualize my wake seeing my body ly straight tha dark side whispering why wait
consequence in my mind it vibrates tempting me to try fate no matter what I won't die fake

I know how it feels to live real, death doesn't give deals I'm always humbled by this touching lesson
building like a slow rage it knows no age my bro died and I was fucking seven hope he's up in heaven

hopefully thats where I end up, tha heart breaks but it doesn't bend much this I know first hand
tha others watching seconds pass u can bet there's stress in that until we return to earths land

by **James R.** » Oct 17th, '07, 21:47

Man this was hot. The only thing I'd say is that your internal rhyming makes me forget about the main rhymes and makes me lose my place a little bit. When its read straight through you can keep up with it, but make sure you don't get so crazy with rhyming you make your reader forget what he's reading for. You have a lot of talent with multies, but don't let it control your flow, let it compliment it. But I made that sound more serious than it was, it wasn't that big of a deal lol. Keep the heat comin man.