Rap (rap)

by Dustin S   May 10, 2008


First, let me note that I don't care,
Wether or not you think what I say is fair.
I rap and try to be cared for,
That's why I care about rap more.
But that doesnt mean I can't have fun,
Because that's what I'm gon do when I'm done.
I am just so pleased my life is turning around,
Instead of my face grinding in the ground.
Rap, songs, all this is what I write,
I write to get out words of my might.
Go ahead and say this soldier can't fight,
But I'll kill you slowly from day to night.

I'm not gon sit and play dead.
I gotta get up and make some words spread.
Think and rethink about what I said,
Comin into this song from the top of my head.

Second don't mess with me,
Or you'll die without you to see.
Because I will destroy you for free.
Don't worry I'll pay your death fee.
Last, you needa realize that I am myself dogg.
You're not gettin an atuograph. Stop bein a hog.
Cause dogg it's gettin really annoying,
Like watchin yo mom crack the concrete flooring.
I am age'n new world Order, or NwO,
And I guess I gotta go.
Time to save the earth,
And create a life of new birth.

I'm not gon sit and play dead.
I gotta get up and make some words spread.
Think and rethink about what I said,
Comin into this song from the top of my head.

copywright (c)

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