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devilz advocate247

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Time bomb


It was bros before hoes
till I met this trick.
Not thinking with my head,
but thinking with my dick.
I lost sight of whats important,
but Im getting it back.
Sooner or later shes gonna make me crack.
Then Ill hate myself,
for my past decisions,
but Ill thank myself,
for my enlightened vision.

Its only a matter of time,
Im like a time bomb tickin.
Cant take the drama,
or the constant bitchin.

Tick, Tick, Boom.
My bomb exploded.
You were a waste of my time,
and a friendship thats corroded.
Now its hoes before bros,
thanks a lot bitch.
Everything was fine,
till you fucked up shit.
 
Crazy Bitches



Yo, yo. These crazy bitches
Playin games with my head to get in my britches
Make me feel like a million dollars,
but shit at the same time.
Slobbin on my cock, and confusing my mind.
First you love me. Then you hate me.
Make up your mind bitch,
your driving me crazy.

Yo, yo. These crazy bitches.
Callin me names, but then givin me kisses.
Shortly after that, you scream, like my evil cat hisses.
Im done with the games
done with the bull shit.
This is me baby, like it or love it.
Youre welcome to leave,
you dont have to stay.
But youll get what you want,
you always get your way.

These crazy bitches drivin me up the wall,
it feels like I was at the top of a ladder
and you made me fall.
You hurt me bad.
You made me sad.
All this complaining bitch,
its just making me mad.

Drowning in self pity
while im drowning in self hate.
It seemed clear at first,
but now I cant see our fate.
Whats to come? Whats ahead?
Your a crazy bitch,
just shoot me.
Make me dead.
 
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I liked these rhymes, the first one felt like it was reaching that climax of a bomb ticking, like running towards it - perhaps split your posts up, one post per piece.
 
Im just gonna keep the rhymes in one post.. I apologize for this one ahead of time. Its pretty retarted since I was stoned when I wrote it. Feel free to rip on it.


Hit Man


Got coke in his nose,
blowin through a rubber hose.
Mouth around his cock.
Persi stash stocked.
Got a two shot pistol,
loaded and locked.
Hot, cocked, and finally shot.

Dead on the pavement.
Cost a big hit, for minimal payment.
Retaliation KILLS a nigga
it FILLS a nigga
with 9 millimeter projectiles
controlled by the trigga.
Crazy nigga goin buck wild,
killin niggas for one to two thow.
Made a good buck of sellin his soul.
Buyin balls with the money,
then killin some mo
They call him the hit man.
 
devilz advocate247 said:
Crazy Bitches

First you love me. Then you hate me.
Make up your mind bitch,
your driving me crazy.
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In such simplicity, you hit the nail right on the fucking head with this one.
 
I really like the first one, I can feel it 'ticking' as Dastrix said, it's got a real story to it and you get caught up in it to feel the explosion, the corrosion of the story. Excellent work!
 
Dont be afraid boys and girls.
Speak your mind, and share it to the world.
Smoke a bowl or two, to put your mind at ease
you wont pay a toll, just a little fee
You gotta take some time, to respond to me

I know you got it.
I know you got them lyrics.
It aint an option nigga
you gotta let me hear it.

Spit and flow, bout how you fuck them hoes
or rap and rhyme, bout whats goin on in ur mind
I dont give a shit.
I dont give a fuck.
Lets go bluelighters,
time to show me you dont suck.
 
Dugs and me


Im starting to feel lifed
Smokin the chronic and fuckin the bitches
I got that purple haze
putting my eyes in an eternal glaze
Pack a bowl, roll a joint, and start to blaze
Just me and my boys, livin the days

Pack it, hit it, pack it up
Toke it, smoke it, back it up
Pop a pill, blow a rail, and start to fuck
Bout 8 O'clock now, time to drink
Come 11 or 12, I wont be able to think
Go back into the room, and grab the bong
get faded as fuck, and sing my songs

Think its about time to pop some E,
also known as molly and ecstacy
Multiple drugs, and multiple feelings
Good times with my boys
shit seems so appealing
God damn, im tired, look at the time
got a perfect solution, Ill cut some lines

This is how nights be
on that Ironwood street.
Had nothin but good times,
just my buddies and me
 
yo I know this dude named randall
lives life like a blowtorch on a candle
crazy chicks in his biz, more than any man should handle
so he ambled, he swerved, he drank his, mine and yours
now don't cross him, cause he's pissed and'll put your ass on the curb
nerves reked, eyes specked, so stoned you think its wet
then the world begins to merge and the right becomes the left
regret and loss, pain takes its cost, charges interest and calls itself boss
so we wear the cross, or accept the roots of our pain
and love our life, until the next time it rains
peace brotha
 
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Always think ahead before I make the decision
Crazy cats just packing gats to hold down their religion
Gotta keep my head on straight, focused in one way
always trying to play these games these hoes will never stay
Always comin up with shit we dont "understand"
always switchin it up, Hoes callin me j-man
With the progression of my obsession of my aggression leaves a question
When the knife enters your chest who's the one you'll be blessing
 
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