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Date Posted: 08:38:03 01/17/08 Thu
Author: vincible
Subject: Writer's Block

writers block


sometimes I get confused and think that I'm langston hughes
making dudes wait for the huge faith I portrude......
never light at the weight station and I'm blatantly rude
never been nonchalant but I can downplay your role
deep in ya heart you know i don't love the game.....
shit just ask Keyshia Cole my money like yoga
look how it just folds and folds origami artist
known for hard spits switch topics throw darts quick
and all the big Showy displays are making my Heart sick
forced angina's anorexic with bulimic tendencies
but I dropped the need for Ego to further my own Legacy
go back like sega saturns and Genesis....supernintendo
If i can catch the beat and slow down the Tempo.......
then I'd be better than Kanye on my way home
the beatles just "Let it Be" but I can't leave it Alone
the funk follows me making me hollow and Depraved
all i have is this du'raq to wrap up my waves
Boxcutter in my back pocket will go against the grain
give you pussies a very Close Shave/

lets not be violent though cause really i can Flow
if you got any blunts bring bout five of those
I'ma show you how the indo burn you alive when outside its cold
show you how high you can get with Angeldust inside your nose
and the shots of soco. leave you slumped like some kinda pose
now look geek you look chic you're officially cool Now
A straight G...I move units of white girl on Schoolgrounds
bring pain like wisdom teeth that weren't pulled out
Lets not talk about things serious as Life dawg
cause shit like that'll make me forget what I write for
typo's get typed off the pages i write on
Heart blacker than african descent and won't leave a light on
so right on.....vince show off his wits when he write a hype song
which SIDE are you on?
redcoats and bluecoats a few notes will get me loose yo
half hibiscus half germanicus...kid is the true Schultz
jew with an afro i have no soul to back scroll
in this battle i tie it up like Lasso's
what more can you ask for....I'm the new international asshole
that'll go to Cuba and talk trade embargo with Kastro
people say its unnatural how I dismember and Bruise
love to win and hate to lose temper?......
nah I just got a really short fuse.....you wanna talk war
But talking leaves me short of breath and unamused
I'd rather sip dacheries and puff green with my dudes
but everytime i think its cool I wind up in the News//



my third verse has wordsworth more than jesse jackson
in his first church fuck it go on a yahoo Word search
you still couldn't define me fiery and passionate
only arouse my ire try me and I'm blasting quick
the alpha male......spitting a more palpable tale
cause this time around my own demons made my hell
this nutshell that i express myself in is rotten and pale
and right when i thought it was secure the walls fell
I'll sell my soul in a Yard sale.....for a couple dollars
Act as if it all don't matter and win an Oscar
as the scene unfolds the story is told correctly
I never wanted my haters to love me
I just ask that they Respect me
cause if they don't I lock and Load the smif-n-Wessun
Now someone out there will call me a studio thug
and just as quickly take it back when they see the mask n gloves
getting it the fast way ski mask way burn you alive
all thats left of you is some cremated ash in the ash tray
some nights i dream about what my enemies are plotting
but to see me laid to rest ain't really that Shocking
Cause i'm tired behind tired eyes with a Weary soul
watching as my enemies torture me and fill me with holes.
thats how it is on Writer's Block.

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