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ALL Beats Composed and Produced by Biz.Vicious
ALL Vocals are written and performed by The EYEKONZ
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #906
Peak in subgenre #450
Author
Biz.Vicious
Uploaded
May 31, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 3:24
Story behind the song
This song is about my obsession with Poker vs. Make'n Music. This is how and why I've been away from rap for over a year.
Lyrics
Someone show me somth'n
I'm sick of see'n noth'n
You ain't did sh** to get to where u is so stop ya front'n
I came to gain control -
give it another roll
take a stroll to the basement, scrape my way to escape this forsaken hole
gotta get my ass on track - move forward don't look back
feel like I'm in a farrari, but I got 2 flats
cuz i've accomplished jack - I want my confidence back
I don't want to comprimise further damge, no dont f*** with that
so what the f*** chizad? - where's that canuck kid at,
get'n twisted flip chip tricks, man good luck with that
that sh** s a waste of time - I'd rather write a ryhme
but ryhme'n don't buy me sh** , nor give me a dime
"so give me a sign, cuz I'm lose'n my mind
confusing time with 3 of kind , while I'm on big blind"
but don't get it twisted - biz vicious ain't addicted
biz vicious came to terms this business its self inflicted
the sh** I raps not fiction
I sh** on my compitition
contiplate'n propostions to squash the oppositon
I'm under renovations - I'm get'n fixed up
mixed up in the wrong situations, I got my kicks stuck
*HOOK x 2*
Can I please get some help man, I'm on me knees beg'n
I don't know how clear I need to make it for you 2 understand it/
I runn'n outta time, and it's time to get runn'n
can someone please tell me how to get back at number one again
I've done alot of think'n - My train of thought is shrink'n
Missed the boat, I'm overboard, like I'm in some water sink'n
I wanna get established - My stomach's feel'n famished
Cram too many hours in a day, my appitite has vanished
The zone I'm in is crippling - dis-owned most my siblings
family torn apart from addiction, contridiction of what I'm scribbling
I miss my time in the booth - spit'n any ryhme on my mind that I choose
not convicted of my crime, One Time just cut this guy back loose
Maybe I need some councle'n - This ball is no longer bounce'n
Maybe I'll leave my dog, my truck, my girl my world, f*** off to the mountains
I wish my blood was thicker - wish i could stomach liquor
wish i could push it all in, but I'm stall'n cuz I'm stuck with a sucky kicker
no wait, no more poker
This deck holds not one joker
I'm the Ace, I'm your king, show me your queen, you'll see me choker
let me make one more bet
let me spit a line you won't forget
came up with nothing, still got nothing, ain't that somth'n I don't regret?
No way, i need a break
how much more bull sh** can I take
and by a break I don't mean a rest, but to invest in whats at stake
maybe I'll just turn my cheek
ignore this for one more week
from a week to a month to a year, guess from here
we'll see if I'll find what I seek
*HOOK x 2*
