Raised in Hell- Story
• Written by RandyRhino
RandyRhino's Notes
This is about how you are raised, it will affect your future.
The first verse is the result of this kids upbringing, he is calm at heart but also affected by seeing his father. He is calm but violent- hence 'iffy hippie' and other metaphors used. The last verse is the goldmine of this rap, the point of this rap is to show how the upbringing affects the future, so i focused alot on the upbringing of this kid, trying to paint a mental picture. The kid is confused by what he is seeing around him etc. Story speaks for itself.
There is a white boy
He is a wannabe thug and thinks hustling drugs is the right choice
Iffy hippie, puffin' on bud, busy bustin' his slugs cause he likes noise
Bleakest of views, he's seeing in two n' eager to prove his intent to kill
Gentle still, passin' doobies while watchin' action movies bent his will
A cold muh'fucka, started to punch n' stunt on his own fucking mother
Used to her bruises n' never moaned but was known to have suffered
A school dropout, he knew that few despised him, when he left he grew violent
Getting darker-his life's grim, tryin' to forget his father but he is just like him
His head is ousted with clouded thoughts
A wannabe G, young teen fleeing from crowds of cops
This kid is bound to fall into a boundless pit
I doubt this kid can pay the price, he's powerless
Crime is a gamble, his life is in shambles and he's out of chips...
When he was younger, his mother would rustle their supper
Father would come drunk from the clubs, fucked from the uppers
It was a sore sight, he was kept away from dad as it would bring more fright
Seeing him beat on his mother, till she screamed and she suffered the whole night
Mental pictures were etched to his brain, ''Father does it - so i best do the same''
A young mind distorted into a morbid form, in context he was next to insane
It was sad, dad was attacked by his habits, one day he went mad and had it...
He grabbed a 12-gauge automatic to mothers back and it blasted
It was fast and tragic, kid ran over the moment she collapsed and panted
It was faint and a blur, she lay in a pool of her blood n' it stained on his shirt
She survived but was stuck in a chair, Dad was cuffed while he stared
Mom had enough n' was scared, he gazed right into the kids eyes like he cared
Confused inside, the kid was lookin' at both parents but didnt want to choose a side
It was the cruelest life, he was used to seeing the dad abuse the wife
She looked like she didn't care, emotions on her face were frickin' scarce
All for the son, she didn't want to show pain even though it was sick to bare
Parents affected the kids vision of livin' and life as a whole
Kid had to see knifes, guns n' bowls, and wives punched n' choked
Raised in hell, his brain has swelled and he likes blunts to cope
He will always remain a kid cause crime stunts the growth
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RandyRhino
Member since October 17 2013