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Well I thought of doing some Tupac and Biggie sh*** ... so i compiled this sh*** ... heard a few stories in the allies and turned them to songs ... May God be with the needy
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KMA thats the rapper in making....gon drop big shits that gon make big hits
Well this is a one man band....5 years back I sought to Eminem's songs to get peace in my mind.....i wasn't into music at that time....with Eminem you know that you can relate every problem you go through....the guy's got a solution to all.....so thats when I started writing stuff...for a kid of the age of 14 it was heavy stuff....then a year back I joined Battle Lord's Arena....Grayson and Brian and R and Stan and Noto and Strivia and Whyress and Hrishi and Chad all helped me a lot to polish my rhymes....thats when Strivia told me that I can make songs on my home system...all I need is beats...he told me about Sean Divine, Mister KA and VTZ.....i got the beats and made all the tracks....so thats me!!!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Old School
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#92,639 today Peak #678
#1,905 in subgenre Peak #20
Author
KMA/Sean Divine
Uploaded
November 29, 2007
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:54
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Out there im’ma make you feel the story inside Strap on your seat belts cause you in for a rough ride Enough of shine you seen but now’s the bad side Enough of rhymes speaking guns but now’s nother ride A girl on the street with a baby inside going crazy in her mind The boy stood her up now she in a food line How she gon grow it up cause she got no money How can life put hold on you seems not funny Living under bridges she got nothing other than this What tomorrow’s gon bring another of shit A boulder she don’t got to answer that brick Fo thirst all that she got is her own sweat she can lick Food is illusion, fo shelter she gotta search a niche Out of the water she is one god damn fish She could only wish for those two that she be rich But all that she could do is digest this street shit That lil boy running helter skelter to find some peace Just a minute back his pop in his mom put a slug piece He is shocked to his heart, when the glock tore apart His mom’s aorta blew out, and that false start His eyes are filled with tears but mind still on a stop Damn this fucking shock he can’t feel his thought All he can see is his mom in the trailer getting shot Could he even put one in his dad for a full lot Wish he could lock himself in his own world Scream out all the shit and his anger could he furl He can’t be a girl and shed tears but slit wrists The blood satisfies him, with hate in his fists Now he thinks like a criminal to take his revenge Something he don’t know but now he got the avenge All cause his dad was drunk and pulled out the hate He thinks to be the one for others decide the fate I tell things that might be true along the track Don’t take this as another club banger track Call me a story teller cause I be the one spelling the facts No fable I tell y’all to build my own stacks Just wanna tell you something that ought to make you think Try to make you understand life and the link Cause you gotta take a break and think for a moment That someone leads lead while your life is golden Their life be folding and your got hands that be moulding When you are warm in your quilt someone be in cold and Shits pulling them down from the rise till the dusk You throw tantrums on bread while some survive on dust You got a cozy crib while others rub em on the streets You tensed of your chips while their be eating their meat Live for yourself but devote a few parts for them Cause you don’t know street shit leaving them numb Don’t do more but just hold your hands to your chest Take a second out your never ending world of stress Yell out to God from your heart for those that be needy Ask a cure for their ailments for those that be bleeding
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