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Guilty Conscience
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est. 2008 I'm Big P. A soundclick top 100 hit maker. My style is very versityle, simple, catchy and I can be tricky; verses that throw off audience.
My main focus is to bring those who are continuously lost through and throughout turmoil trying to find a way closer to a cleaner way of living.. through my raps/mistakes and finding a way to still jam without having to actually live a hard life.. to call out artist how I see them and realize how stupid some shii may really sound/and how good anything can sound with the right instros... I tend to take my listeners into a more visual vibing aspect of raps filled with storylines, correct sentences play in alphabetical order at times, alphabet word play, word choice word play, using words for subliminals and punchlines...sometimes my mucisc is about what I didn't say. .. commotion. #NoFear
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
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#1,343 in subgenre Peak #12
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Peak #186
Author
Big P.
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June 13, 2016
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MP3 5.3 MB • 160 kbps • 4:38
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Are they ready, to hear my guilty conscious.. Ugh.. No not ever, never say when. I'll pull the trigger unleash let my lyrics. bang. Okay I'm reloaded Kirko bangz a Dallas swag... I can't say that I'm innocent .... so much guilt.. I can't never say I never held a gun and missed on purpose as if this was my training day, I'm shooting so straight for ward with myself, this was me trying to stop a crime off Harry Hines. by my nights end two sisters at the same time, the oldest one first.. I don't know we're your daddy is and I don't know how many fuck were niggas left alseep.. Let's continue. I'm grown now and graduated. I left highschool came back with my first tattoo dude asked what it was I had to show in prove.. Only thing that stopped me from murder was the laws whoopin my ass and letting them sleep. Before you come at me check yourself. Ain't no bitch come before me and family. I'm so tired of the call of the wild. and these seven days a week mobbin niggas never seen it. Never chased after a gun set of in your own neighborhood strapless I split a few niggas wigs I can't remember who.. all I know is I left them clueless. now i need to relieve my concense tell you about the girls ive busted My homeboys girl gets on top in my sleep, she rides it, pillow over my face after he left my place.. later next night my best friend calls I answer the phone.. said she wanted to hear me moan on the phone .. Hung up the phone.. I started drinking.. where's my bitch at this party, I ain't hardly shit with out her on my lap.. Who would have know a kiss on my homegirls neck would have her busted open making love kissing her toes... All in the moment of the escape of catching her playing me, She left my room for a threesome wide awake.. very next day the next girl had given me everything you never gave to her. This is just my heart attack swag please forgive me and my faults.. I can't say I've never broke skin on myself with your girl I can't say I've never punched lines wanting to die. In the depths of our depression... She was the wildest fucking so hard drunk in public.... Don't be mad at me she wouldn't take no for an answer... It wasn't just once I shot his girl up and I took what was left being clueless she had me on a roll.. no lyrical talent..I let her lick me up and down doe I had a wife at the time watch it happen slowly what the fuck do you expect a nigga to do coming home to bitch tryna play me.. beat both their pussies up till they passed out.. I had her legs split.. I brought her back one more time after she passed out.. yeah she's a bad bitch and tried to put me out in my sleep with another needle slapped her silly.. I beat that pussy out of your misery . I been her suburb chilling posted up Nothing grimy on my hands no w I came back with this fuck the game up flow. My talent reaches peak when they felt my talons scratch while they screech.. wig split nails on a chalk board sounding as if I murked this beat and caught a body. Pealed out like flesh dripping.. My rap game was dirty once apon a time on all them .. This rap game my honesty I cant leave it alone Every bitched I've fucked I've busted open Every which one not a virgin..they gave themselfs to me still a good guilt trip I need to forget.. Buts what's its worth when it only tears you and them up mentally.. I'm finally free now now what's the beef?.. if you fucked my bitches. it was only because you wanted to eat my dick and you'll deny you enjoyed a hit. You won't speak up now because you afraid to rest in peace, I know I haunt you in your dreams you busted ass weak niggas so scared of me the only definition of pulling up is snorting lines You know they all still think of me. all my girls leave you beating your meat holding on to my pound game memories ** If you're a weak bitch please don't try me.. I'll leave you loving being hug out to dry like a Salem witch trial...that will only be
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