Oh btw, second mix i am working on (Eastside Westside beat).
Dont nobody wanna die, everybody wanna roll\
Words come from the wise ni*** from the block\
When the pencil and the pad is the only thing left\
And the thin line between life and death\
The streets talk when the dope fiend on the streets begging 4 a dose\
Concrete all around us, not one growin' rose\
Macks and crack, weed, chalk and cocaine\
One pullin' driveby shots at your man\
Suddenly i feel like i gotta rap for my life\
Suddenly i feel like i gotta fight for my life\
Suddenly i carry Tony Yayo on my back\
The weight of a predicate felon on my track\
G-Unit, D-Block, Dipset, Bad Boy\
Black Wall, Outlawz, Detroit\
Every city, every hood, has a spot to rock\
Follow me to this trip while the streets talk\
(Chorus, still working on it)
Why you mad at me, i just spit the truth\
Keep my mind straight and clear when i enter the booth\
I rhyme, i just rhyme instead of fightin'\
About bullets and the people when they see the light\
And catching feelings, man this shit 2 deep for me 2 just lace it\
In my fuckin basement\
Too fucking much for a man to explain\
Too fucking much for a man to retain\
Living in the hood where the OG mobbing\
Almighty Latin Kings gankin and robbin\
Uptown Bloods, Harlem Mafia Crips\
Preme and his boys locked the city in grip\
Suddenly i feel the Cali moved in N.Y.\
Dear God tell me why the good is dyin'\
Tell me why we fight, tell me why we die\
Tell me why we fail even tho we try\
(Chorus again)
(3rd verse, working on it)
(Chorus)
Well so far alot better than the first one, lemme know what u think.
