quick something...

walkin to skool one day, i saw this dude called Jay
smoked and drunk brew, skunk, rolled blunts, zuts and blazed
the same shit thugs do and was playing
games in the streets..and he came to speak to me...
asked if i tote gats..sed yes, sed he had to see to believe..
he was the king rulling the streets, today was his Jubilee..
truely speaking..it aint the fool in me..but id do this G
out..kick his ass..smash him open like Bruce Lee...
he gave me a job...bought me some new sneakers.
to creep up on haters and rob them
gave me some yay from the garden
i smoked that..toked, and rolled back...
started geting ideas..
and right there..Satan appeared...
and i heard him say in my ear..
yu c that neighbor..he called the jakes on many..
and enemy n doubter, coward and player hater..
i wont you to roll up and slay him..have him decay in dirt..
i got a placement reserved for you, yo, i want you to take the shirt..
and wear it..ur playin for me..lil homie now make me proud..
i went up and jacked him, capped him out..he aint make a sound..
and when the jake came round...as guessed i was long gone..
sniped and silenced the witness, full clip thru his Sean Johns..
like Freddy and Jason..my head became too elevated...
no hestation..i was waiting to get at Jay, son...
i waited and plotted...searched...the nigga heard i was on to him..
so he left and vaccated the spot..evaded and ducked
im ageing to rot him...waste him and take a pop at him..
take the glock to him..hate it or not..im raging confindent
im takin complements..ill b back for the next episode
ive got to go..got sumthin to say, just let me know

ill be back with the follow up...this is fun kids..dnt eva think it aint

YOU HAVE GOT TO RHYME LIKE THIS.
I WAS WALKING DOWN THE STREET ONE DAY// WHEN I SAW A DUDE NAMED JAY// HE SAID LETS PLAY// I WAS LIKE OK.
YOU GOTTA LET ME KNOW WHEN YOUR FINISHED RHYMING A WORD, AND MOVE ON TO THE NEXT. I TRYED TO READ IT BUT I COULDN'T.
ROUND 2 IS COMING MONDAY NIGHT
TITLED:MONDAY NIGHT RAW... ROUND 2 DING, DING
EVEN HARDER PUNCHES.
PEACE

BUMP

went lookin fa Jay..asked Fe..see she was shook in her face..
she was there when a jookin* took place..and she had too many ways
of tying nigga around..gettin niggas jumped..she didnt practice silence of sounds..
so many appliences found..in her backroom closets..
her bathroom locked and loaded..checks, expired from bank deposits...
back to the point..she aint know where this nigga was...
asked if it was due to money.."honey", i said, "its a bigger cause"
continued the route..and crept in silence..
in the dark, and i vowed, to get him him by his
self, i got gadgETs with no liscence..and i dont do skeptic violence
so if i shoot and ur mans hit..rest assured, i planned it..nicely
creep on highways, highstreets with nikes..
im wanderin, wonderin..where hes at precisely..
then i see a ped, go by me, at high speed..
and stop at the traffic lights..he stop and looks back in my..
direction..sees me..i sneak in descretion..
reach for my weapon..he screaches the ped,
then speeds off...gave me more anger to feed off...
im on a mentality see-saw..this is the street law...
i pop one shot..hit him str8 thru his blood-clot..
rush to the spot...cupla more shots, finish the chump off...
leave him lying right there...next to his bike, yea..
dnt quite care, if it was a bright idea...im psyched, fear..
has registered in my brain..satan appears again..
"your near the end", "victories yours, once obtained, u aint goin share it then"
"his mens, your mens"...but he aint say..their loyaly depends..
on financial gain...so i explain, try make ammends...
i aint makin friends..but i still rule the streets...
skool the young G's who envy the same stool as me...
new found street glory...shoot outs each morning..
a new G in the works, lurkin, observing and keeps storing


the rest cummin soon...again..sall fun kids... sall fun

*jamaican for stabbing

can i just say...that if you do not understand what i am saying...if you not understand the descriptions for the girl i am trying to portray..or know that that type of chick exists...or knows the picture i am trying to portray...you are not street. PERIOD

bump...i read all yalls shit and drop feedback..im trynna see something here..it aint about the feedback...but it helps...

YOUR ARE ALWAYS HARD TO READ, BUT WHAT I CAN IS ON POINT, JUST CLEAN IT UP

BYYYUUUUMP!!!

u r a great storyteller.....thats was nice...if they can't understand it as a rap...I can understand it as a story or a poem with lets ryhmes...good job keep up da good work.......

I was typen 2 fast should say with less ryhmes....and i put a s after that my bad...

its aight........

Nice drop too Ras, simple but I get what your tryna do!

yeah, now if I had as much feedback like Ras does, I'd write more.....

ben, c'est sensé etre simple

meaning it is supposed to be simple.....its a story for people to understand...

ever heard the saying :simplicity is the key?

near all of the greatest rhymes of all time where simple rhymes

anyways, thanks for the feedback

Simple stuff? wheres the fun in that?!



anyway, I'll remain the same with my story raps and you do your thang aight, either way, we'll still get feedback


























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im guna continue this shit

ras hittin um hard again,lol. that was some crazy shit right there man. keep it goin man. u crazy.

bOUT TIME I SAW SOMETHIN BESIDES BATTLE EBEEF RAS FROM YOU. I LIKE THIS SHIT ALOT!YOU DO NEED TO WORK ON A LITTLE OF STRUCTURE. BUT MY FAVORITE SHIT TO READ IS STORYLINE. IT PUTS MORE REALNESS INTO A FLOW WHERE NIGGAZ DON'T HAVE TO RELY ON A VIDEO TO SEE POINTS. THE SHIT WAS COOL THOUGH READ IT TWICE TO PUT THE FLOW TOGETHER. YOU GOT TALENT HOMIE!SIMPLE SOMETIMES IS BETTER REALLY DEPENDS.

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Real late on the feedback, i know, but I got tired of reading battles. But idk what the rest of these niggas saying. I read it fine. It was good, i got lost sometimes but i caught up later on. It was nice.

We should battle sometime ras....so i CA destroy you.
Just like how I used to beast you in august.

I'm startin to feel like I got it all sown up/
I helped raise this nigga...now he feelin like he all grown up.

aight bad or aight good?

aight good...aight very good...I was just hatin...sorry. I liked it alot...but I'm in a bad mood...so I tried to hate. But that shit was hot.

oh aight...kool fam..iss all love----most of it