Oniw17
02-03-2011, 12:46 PM
I know it's kind of coarse, jumpy, and cocky; the metaphors don't really connect that much with each other(some of the references are a stretch too), but what do you guys think of this? I remember I took the rhythm from a song I was listening to at the time, but I was drunk and I can't remember which song it was.
Jesus Christ
If I don't need it, then why seek advice?
I like the Jinas, I'm a heathen, right?
What if I move my friend into the freakin' light?
With his hands out, so my enemy can see his knife
He's alright,
He cuts his own stuff with the ether twice
Shook his head, then he took my people's life
At this time, I just happened to see the light
I cracked a smile, then I turned the other cheek in pride
Bleed in spite,
Go clean your weapon off, it's feeding time
This place is dangerous, so keep in sight
Don't go, and disappear into the creeping night
Any poor man would be better off to keep a nine
He is nice
The only poet that could breath his spice
Utterly denies that his speech is tight
He hasn't been to prison, but he keeps his kites
When compared to the sun, all would see that he is bright
Keep your hype
Save the drama for when you see the mice
Played-back karma can only teach him, right?
That **** makes my momma break to a steaming cry
That's the type stuff I'm on when I need to breach this hive
Speak it right
Come in correctly, please just heed my plight
Don't be holding it if the weed is mine
You fools come in collecting like it's Easter time
As long as you keep smoking, then it will be just fine
Leave it wild
Don't start a farm off of its seed or child
When we're at war, and we don't keep it mild:
Some kids get brainwashed with something meek or vile
Well, but hey, I spit claims softly, but I sneak in silent
Jesus Christ
If I don't need it, then why seek advice?
I like the Jinas, I'm a heathen, right?
What if I move my friend into the freakin' light?
With his hands out, so my enemy can see his knife
He's alright,
He cuts his own stuff with the ether twice
Shook his head, then he took my people's life
At this time, I just happened to see the light
I cracked a smile, then I turned the other cheek in pride
Bleed in spite,
Go clean your weapon off, it's feeding time
This place is dangerous, so keep in sight
Don't go, and disappear into the creeping night
Any poor man would be better off to keep a nine
He is nice
The only poet that could breath his spice
Utterly denies that his speech is tight
He hasn't been to prison, but he keeps his kites
When compared to the sun, all would see that he is bright
Keep your hype
Save the drama for when you see the mice
Played-back karma can only teach him, right?
That **** makes my momma break to a steaming cry
That's the type stuff I'm on when I need to breach this hive
Speak it right
Come in correctly, please just heed my plight
Don't be holding it if the weed is mine
You fools come in collecting like it's Easter time
As long as you keep smoking, then it will be just fine
Leave it wild
Don't start a farm off of its seed or child
When we're at war, and we don't keep it mild:
Some kids get brainwashed with something meek or vile
Well, but hey, I spit claims softly, but I sneak in silent