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Date Posted: 14:35:51 10/17/02 Thu
Author: Brian
Subject: SOMEONE REVIEW FRIENDS SONG, PLEASE!!!!

My friend Matt wrote this and wants to know someone who is experienced in the rapping area if its worth anything and if he can get anywhere with it. The song is already copyrighted, so here it is:

(Listen) A true life anthem

Neva took the time to realize
Life was burnin up but I neva strategize
Grown up to be a man an learned to survive
On my own is da way I had to live my life
Used to go to church the only thing that showed me luvin
Now my soul burn like a roast put in da oven
Went down the road of street laws an thuggin
Friends back stab an people stare stop muggin
i Thought noone could eva get da best of me
Life got me still like still born tragedys
Had to be
Pops left wene I was 1
Neva had the chance to see pops run
Look at ya son
Ive grown from a child to a man
An ill be in ya mind wereva u sleep an weneva u stand
Dayum
If I got to much to say
Its because I live my life day at day
In the worst way
I do what I got if its on my head or not
Say what I say till my fuckin teeth rot
that’s how I was raised
Time fa me to settle down an turn da page
But how can I when this mind is fill wit so much rage
(Chorus)
Listen
Neva started quittin
Even though life got me sittin
Street lifes what im given
From da end to the start
Street life will always have apart of my heart
From da hustled out liqour stores to da park
Ladies givin brains to da whole crew afta dark
Grabbed up a dutch or a philly so I can roll up an spark
To the corna store supplyin blunts an newports
To my peoples up in md getting they self by afta court
To the snitches up im robin meadows
Yall best at lay low
To da hatas up in farm brook jus cus I say so
Aint gonna mention no names
But it all fell in place once we hit da fame
People started quittin da game
Now they wanna peace cus real thugs do da dayum thang
Well sorry
Had ya chance
Now u sad cus u can only catch a glance
Oh betta yet u can do are back round dance
that’s all u gonna get
We done da street life
Now its are turn to cash da check
To da females in fredrock hoes I aint gonna miss u
don’t cry dry does eyes heres a tissue
Tell an diab will be hapy to kiss u
O0h yeah by da way dis dick u can kiss too
Bend da fuck ova ova ill be happy to whip u
So this be da end of my story
Street life born an raised fa da glory


TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK...email me at JUBrian118@msn.com with any feedback. THANKS.

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