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So i dropped the joint got myself some dishin
baby girl at home always hatin on my glistening
complaining bout shit like i'm never listenin
aint you hear on the radio station we in a recession
or am i always the one to blame for this depression
are you afraid that i'm spittin you these lies
that i'm always blind cuz of pussy on my mind
is it because i never treat you right
or is because somewhere in ur heart you'll find me right?
well nah i'm not ready for a fix though
maybe the pictures of me and u together never mixed though
always lookin at me but my mind is always elsewhere
baby i promise you i love you but i don't care
so all those visions you had you can really take em elsewhere
sleepin back to back on them cold winter nights
hopin for some recognition that i'd hold you tight
well nah shit though maybe tomorrow night
this aint no dream there's no flashing lights
my ticket one way on a silent flight
but i promise you tomorrow'll be a good day
i'll pick us up and get us outta here
you still trust me cuz it's been a year?
are them bruises on your arms givin you something to fear?
and all the while you still got a reflection of me thru them tears
baby should i end this all and just blast my brains?
but i know you love me too much it'da drive you insane.
i aint got no plans and i aint ready to devise
i was just some bullshittin nigga thinkin i was on the rise
does it drive you crazy when i come home late on them weekends
when my breathe smells like them bitches with they weak-ends.
do you still love me like you used to?
even through all my change you remained the same
you still reminiscing bout that young man?
that promised you all the goods but shit just hit the fan.
i aint what you thought and u know i never am
so i'll let you blast my brains, just devise the plan..​

 

pretty good, keep it up.

 

I've got a question. Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?

After you had the audacity to say I "sucked" I figured I'd check some of your shit out. This is what you bring to the table? Where do I start?

1. It all seems forced and fake. What do you expect when you try and write a piece about something you have no emotional attachment to?

2. On a lyrical side, most of it was schoolboy material. You're syllables were off on several of the lines and your vocab is nothing special.

3. It sounded like something you'd hear from YM Records.

4. It contained content about pussy, hitting women and doing drugs.

Now, you're probably going to reply saying I'm just pointing these things aout because I don't like you. That's only half true, but if you really think you're something special, look at what I said and read your verse again.

4/10.

 

How'd i know you wouldn't take to it lightly