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Song For Poise
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For Lyricist Lair 2 Audio Tournament, battle verse against Poise One.
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Dope Alliance McBLUNTED Satan realist Inzer Mannmurda and BenBlanco Bringing skill to violent thug rap
All music and lyrics written and performed by Satan, except "Welcome To Hell" (main riff by Slayer; Blunted wrote his own lyrics,) and music on "Rewind part 2" taken from Stillmatic.
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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Peak #8,000
Peak in subgenre #1,205
Author
Satan
Uploaded
June 12, 2002
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Father, forgive me for what I'm feeling inside It's so hard for a vandle to handle dealing with pride I don't want beef to start, I'd rather keep this heartfelt But although it's hard, I gotta play the cards I've been delt My Pops taught me self-defense, and built my confidence With common sense towards any man I fought against To hold his soul in my clutch and crush his skull into mush But how do I battle someone I respect so much? Poise was always there for me, giving free lessons And I confess, you answered all of my questions You taught me mp3 conversion out of a .wav And I can never put a price on the advice that you gave I used to just flow about splittin' necks and spittin' Teks And if it wasn't for you, this'd be written in text But I guess I got myself into this occuard situation Batteling you before I've even shown appreciation Momma, look at your son, look at what I've done I always thought I'd be the strong one in the long run And when my song is done, I hope I never see the day That I diss L.A. like typical battle cliche I wouldn't do that, my parents raised me right And all the days and nights that I gazed into the light I realized somethings are just more important to me Sure, I could battle you and resort to conformity But I'd rather take a loss, then double cross a friend And may I never talk again, like a loss of oxygen And I will shut my mouth and bite my tounge, you better bet Before I say something I regret to a well respected vet From L.A. who helped me elevate and grow to a man But I never thanked you, you probably don't even know who I am I'm just one of the many in an army of minions Who evolved with harmony when I respected your opinions And I made up my mind in that mourning sunshine That I respect you too much to spit some corny punchline Like, "I smoke Cubans, I'm deranged and insaine! And everyone thinks you're strange for always changing your name! From Epidemic to Poise, as my noise destroys your past While I'm shooting your boys in the ass with poisonous gas!" What kind of man would I be if I batteled like that? I'd be the shadow of an act, and as a matter of fact That type of chatter is whack, you know what I'm talkin' about? You gotta walk the route before you can start knockin' 'em out We battle these crews and end up battered and bruised And with every path we choose we have to lose Like a pacifist who never asked for this, now I'm surrounded I'm down for the crown, but there must be some way around it These thoughts have only been directed in neglected objectives But just give me a second to prove my methods effective I'm trying to add to the respect you've earned from your preachings So I can keep you on my side and learn from your teachings I'm trying to make it alone, on my own and it's lonely Blown away by your freestyles on the phone with Tonie And my only testamoni is to have never been involved But this battle problem can only be resolved if we evolve And use our knowledge to abolish all these stupid name calls Take our chainsaws and break these chains from the wall Before we're drained of it all, in this rainfall of society Without anxiety where we're quietly loosing our variety But I aint trying to trample you with this audio sample I'm trying to practice new tactics to set an example Cuz after all, rap is all about keeping it real Kicking knowledge, being deep, telling people how we feel Like how Jesus teaches peace to every soul that he touches I'll turn the other cheek when weak, and roll with the punches These are thoughts that I'd expect you to advise me The Lord blessed us with a gift and we should use it wisely My parents lived in arrogance, and raised me in poverty It wasnt right how they would fight every night, it bothered me Now the world is at war? We shouldn't fight each other Cuz deep down, we all love one another like a brother And it's never brought me joy to destroy with evil ploys So fuck it
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