Truth Is... (Verse)May 22 2012 at 7:59 AM
from IP address 220.127.116.11
I live life day by day, i don't stress about the future,
Peeps couldn't careless! mess around, they shoot ya!
Plans seem pointless.... my goals are all off target...
What i thought i could achieve.. wouldn't even market!
Times come to get real, lets not beat around the bush,
Im to old and tired trying to defeat, pound and crush..
Every emcee in a 10 mile radius just to gain respect!
A fight for a "metaphorical crown" in what game is left,
We need to find a "medium" because this games "dead"..
It isn't about music anymore! its basically fame fed...
Name in lights, fame and fortune, fast cars and bling!
Go back to basics, coz for me blastin bars is the thing,
A true emcee will go all out on dope lyrics for delivery,
Damn to grip the audience id choke spirits for imagery,
The truth is... it doesn't matter how hard i work for this,
All i seem to hear from labels is he ain't worth the risk?
- Edited Version - Anonymous on May 27, 2012
I've won more FOTWs, than you've gotten feed
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