collab verse

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marijuana toking, cigarette smoking, neglected by life, reflected my emotions towards a knife,
never loved during adolescence, only thing i loved were smoke sessions,
keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,
creatively writing verses, basically spitting sermons,
but they aint religious, this song is contagious, like its a fuckin sickness,
dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,
i cant seem to figure out why im a child of misbehavior, but dad calls me a failure,
ive been discriminated against, evaluated than tossed out like garbage,
my life is run by bitches ive penetrated, im never aggravated around them,
but i keep my cool, because i love them, and i dont want em gone cuz im not a fool,
this verse may not be gold, it probably wont ever be sold, because this world is cold,
open up your minds to these lyrical rhymes, and listen to these mystical lines,
i just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,
i wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,
i wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,
you can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,
shit i just want to rap, be noticed by those around me, i wanna put my town on the map,
god is in my life every sunday im in the steeple, i fuck girls while theyr bent in the fetal,

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TwoOneEight
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