yo i just spit this shit last night and i never conformed it, but here.. its somethin a lil introspective -- The Lounge Of Lyricism 2003

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Date Posted: 09:32:22 03/14/03 Fri
Author: INS
Author Host/IP: cache-mtc-ah04.proxy.aol.com / 64.12.96.169
Subject: yo i just spit this shit last night and i never conformed it, but here.. its somethin a lil introspective

i dunno sorry i'm not tryin to be a dick, but i've been in the drug shit/
over 5 years/ i've hooked so many kids on coke and crack over the years/
its sickning and until i die/, i'll have a heavy conscience for which i cry/
i'm no where near proud of my past/ but at least i see my sins at last/
i've seen it all,/ more than anyone could ever understand, I know how people heads work, ya'll/
when it comes to drugs at least/ I'm in the belly of the beast/
like tommy buns and sincere/ lemme make this clear/
I've been out on the corner before it was cool to be a yung buck/ out hustlin robbin kids not givin a fuck/
but i keep my head straight/ moved towards movin weight/
instead of movin on the pipe/ cause thats how most kids end up like/
i listened to krs change up the hip-hop kingdom/ bitch tell ur mans and them, to bring em
the best you got/ best get shot/
i start losin in the cypher my crew might gat up ur spot/ I make the block hot/
i terrify whole housing projects/ with my blanket contract with latin connects/
get shot up like 50/ take u outta this world of so swiftly/
i come from a place where money is key/ so i decided to be/
the next big thing/ something as sweet as a superbowl ring/
i was destinied to be/ the hip-hop messiah most definatly/
so don't test me on or off wax/ cause i prolly got homies in ur town pushin packs/
they come stop by ur crib 4 in the morn/ and ur bitche's gettin her ass hole torn/
threw up by the clique/ shes lovin it tho don't trip//
meanwhile the ice pick kids hangin u out the window/ screamin (real girly voice) please don't let go/
fuck em as u fall to a painful death/ ur whole life runs before ur eyes as u take ur last breath/

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wad up... -- [SBc]w|HIGH|Te Mc, 14:13:06 03/14/03 Fri
I like this shit. Feels good, especially the beginning. You could have deffinetley takin it to another level though. Peace (NT) -- Psilocybe, 15:06:32 03/14/03 Fri
Yo man, tight shit. I see you lookin for a battle or collab. I guess, ill try against you. But no beef. (NT) -- Lil' Lucky, 17:00:11 03/14/03 Fri