jus writin

[widowthug]

Bonez why ya drinkin?
im fuckin thirsty
no pain at all
conserving life cuz it aint working
find tha truth (naw)
im still fuckin searching
promise me sumpthin encouraging, not discouraging flirting with demonz lurking in tha catacombz of my mind they hurt me
take me away in a sentence
but im thug, fuck this remain relentless
feel no pain, loco, fuckin senseless
check this
im benjamin frankilin when it comez to wordplay inventions
stir up tha chemicals
strickly muertez-(sp)-intentionz
surely ya grime iz infectious
you'd prefer it to be rectus, from tha back
ughhh, your truth didnt need any mentionz
my word causin college graduates intelegence assention
grab protection, mo than a trojan
grippin my nine an blowin we steadily rollin bumpy roads tho me know it cant stop im already goin
explosion--whooo!



fuck i dont know, imm jus bored,
peace

[Smooth Sniper]

I liked a lot of it, but I don't think this was a good flow! Verry deep if I only knew where you were really gettin at. But In my opinion could use more work to it! Pice!

[widowthug]

yeah, ruff draft, much appreciated, i dunno how imma rip it up on a beat, but ill get peace

[Smooth Sniper]

keep at it though!

[widowthug]

oh fa sho, thankz fo tha feedback at least some people do dat shiii
peace, an stay up in tha battle ground dawg, ya doin good
peace

[lilBbone]

sup bro!pretty tite but i think it needed to be constructed betta jus so u can work that flow in ya head wen ya readin it..otherwise gd drop!peace..lilB

[widowthug]

thankz dawg, yeah, i added some syllables to it now, an it soundz bettah
peace

[crazedSoulja]

Finna Add Somethin' To that right there to go with widow thugs shit



Yo...

It's been countless years, dropping so many tears/
Drinking hitting the weed just to let pain escape after I lose my peers/
Into the concrete jungle inside they remain the souls of the cemetery, so many lost ones it's lured us all to rejected memories/
Waisted time being, meditating patience in dreadful scenaries/
One way out the sadness , physically stabled to mentally persue faith through the cold rain , see how it perpitrates strength in your sympathys/
Likely, selfishness relentlessness grows & life is fateful amongst unified families/
Wars on continental boundaries, souljahs fallen rapidly/
Planet of the human battle grounds, not a spirit sees the hope
which can consume if they try to help out their brothers and sisters G/
But Machine guns is processed and legislative for usage than intellects on respect/
Fuck will it do good when theres no other basis than eliminatin' a niggaz existence for prophet/
Like My nigga Krs One say...the prophet vs profit , over- shows
that man greifs the lack of dignified knowledge over stacked pockets/
Be Lyrically ammunating , these niggaz with pens is animating
man this is verbal tactics what you hearing , stick pertained with the topic/

[widowthug]

now that i have to completely re-write mine, jus playin, ya shit waz tight crazed, real shiii
peace