one of the things i tend to do when i'm high is freestyle, and today i was high in class and i started spittin, and when i got done i wrote down what i remembered. it went something like: you see, the man shapes the mind the mind shapes the world the world gets brittle, and old and tired i'm seein the product of your greatest desire i'm seein the planet still on fire a new pair of eyes, gave me new light a new frame of mind, new outlook on life and i'm seein it aint fine so you handle yours, i'll handle mine and when the shit comes down, we'll see whose left behind see, the rich get braver, but your money can't save ya you can't build amour, out of paper and when the sirens blare, hit the pavement and hope that your savoir was there to save ya nuclear flowers, bloomin, killing 10,000 faces, lookin to the stars and gazin, praying, waiting for the salvation in the form of a mushroom cloud pushed the button now, boy aint ya proud? if you don't make it, it's ok cause atleast you can say that you never saw that brighter day that they all said was comming, but seemed so far away but they promised, guess their eyes were martian cause the only thing you saw was your fucking kids starvin and if if you put in work, then you can whistle at the end of the world there was alot more, but i forgot it
Thats really good man. I liked the nuclear flower part alot. Great use of words there. (just in case I am really not being sarcastic)
Nice Man. At least your not talking about banging a bitch till somebody dies... that kinda shit gets annoying.
^^eat some doses and grab a pen man you got "the flow" i was recently pondering what would happen if a child was exposed to lots to verse association (IE poetry and rhyme and song) from an early age? woud the subject have better mastery of language by learneing innately the structure of iambic meter?
verse 2 and it comes without sayin and it comes without pain and the price that you payed was the life that you gave and they took it away your everything so you bought a gun, learned the art of jack what the world takes from you, you're gonna take it back life's like that sad but true cause don't nobody give a fuck about you and if they say they do, well lucky you wanna know the truth? they don't lover you, they can't trust you the worlds out there waiting to bust you so you're screaming jihad wandering if life's a fraud is there a god, and what the fuck is his problem? and it's got to the point where you can't relate that's when you strap on the bomb, and take out the place and the look on his face, as he burns away satisfaction at last, and the heat from the blast, it's blistering he's going out wistling
hey that actually wasn't bad at all. i sometimes hate reading people's freestyles in fear they are bad and then i feel embarrassed for them, but this was actually good! keep it up. heres mine: i battle any sex or any race you beaten me is like billy crystal playing scar face you can't see it, blind to the eye i came up in your face oops, pow, surprise! ooooh!!! haha did anyone see the behind the scenes of that episode where snoop dogg and chappelle are making fun of that guy? haha
