Bay Recovery Movement
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Aye one thing i learned bout this game/ u aint gotta do dirt to tell about shame/ when u see shit in tha street/ all u need is a story and a beat/ word wrap yo shit/ make it spit and rhyme/ ill do my own in tha mean time/ balheadrix was tha name i was givin/ like tearin pages out tha bible sayin it was written/ i seen enuf shit to tell a lifetime of shame/ i keep it to myself in respect fo tha game/ but when the lyrical dynasty might clash/ all i need is 2 things in this world/ my homies, and my cash/ when yo destiny is at hand/ make sure u choose the right path even tho it might seem bland/ poverty and the press/ gettin high, and nothin less/ all u need in this life of hate/ is the ability to achieve the goal, make sure they open that gate/ when yo time to rhyme has come to stop/ make sure it didn't end with tha sound of 2 shots popped...
balheadrix 02 shit, upcomin song. "life of shame"
balheadrix 02 shit, upcomin song. "life of shame"
tryin to spit knowledge/like i came out of college/my life aint that of a savage/but hopefully soon im stackin cabage/fuck that im just tryin manage/no r e s p e c t cause i aint carryin a nine tec?/we all here to live a life/stuggle and strife/i almost took my life/tears for a couple of years/daddy almost disapeared/almost took his nina/but i could of caught a mistamenor/life in prison/aint nobody gonna be missin/cause i aint got no blessin/sit back and listen/do i gots to kill to be real/man i aint tryin to fake no deal/just keep shit on the real/no i dont got no fuckin steal/but boy push me to limit/ and its u i will peal/shit ill even make u sqeal/like u never feeled
aye this go out to them scandolous ass niggas
actin fake, misconceived hate/ led to my undyin misfortune/ 6 months in a cage/ everyday 6% increase in rage/ when u catch u in tha act/ u betta have a gat/ cuz when balheadrix starts spittin his lyrical digits/ u wont feel tha shame/ u gonna feel 2 rocks in tha brain/ but u wont be left dead/ only left wit scars of 2 shots in tha head/ never wanted, mistreated and abused/ thats my life of sin/ now u know tha news/ livin tha life of hate/ fuck reparations/ i wanna send ya'll niggas to tha gate/ only to be rejected and sent down/ keep fallin nigga/ who's fucked now????????
that goes out to those 2 mothafuckas who tried to get a nigga locked up....
actin fake, misconceived hate/ led to my undyin misfortune/ 6 months in a cage/ everyday 6% increase in rage/ when u catch u in tha act/ u betta have a gat/ cuz when balheadrix starts spittin his lyrical digits/ u wont feel tha shame/ u gonna feel 2 rocks in tha brain/ but u wont be left dead/ only left wit scars of 2 shots in tha head/ never wanted, mistreated and abused/ thats my life of sin/ now u know tha news/ livin tha life of hate/ fuck reparations/ i wanna send ya'll niggas to tha gate/ only to be rejected and sent down/ keep fallin nigga/ who's fucked now????????
that goes out to those 2 mothafuckas who tried to get a nigga locked up....
just beleave/what I got up my sleave/iz out of tha ordenary/might be a lil scary/for ya common folkz/we aint tellin jokez/we just tellin/a life of a Felon/who'z N hailin/chronic smoke/take a chronic toke/dont choke/or provoke/me any further cuz u pushin ur luck/bitch ur anoying az fuck/so dont bug/a thug/while he reloadin/ cuz tha heat Iam holdin/cumz wit a banana clip/& I keep it by my hip/ready to unload/cuz I dont know my futer will hold/I dont know If Ill live to be old/I might never get out of bein a teen/tomarow I might never be seen/ again cuz I sin/Untill tha end/untill Iam N a casket/I pray no one will trash it/cuz I aint sure if Iam safe wit people around me/cuz haterz wanna pound me/N to tha earth/but for what itz worth/Iam sorry for tha shit I done/but I cant survive wit out a gun/I wish I had a son/so I cant fully die/cuz N my son Iam alive/so Iam goinna thrive/ ta get a good wife/& live a better life/so my children wont suffer/cuz N tha future shit will get ruffer/so I want my children/live N a safe builden/wit out no drugz/chicken headz thugz/leaky roofz bugz/cockroachez & food stampz/sleayz hoez loose Trampz/& of cource filthy hoez/thatz Y I do these showz/so my kidd'z can good clothz/& not shop at good will/sum people say rappin aint a good skill/they say itz more of a hood skill/I think itz still a good deal/if it can get me a good meal/good drink & make a good livin/cuz Iam drivin/my self ta tha point/where not even joint/can take me away/so I gotta stay/out here/while tha rest of u live N fear/
Don't think shit's not crazy for no one but you
I ain't tryin to break you or preach what to do
Just letting some folx know you ain't got to feel
Like scandalous holidays shit isnt real
Cuz many a homie seen many a fight
With they fukked up families on a cold winter night.
Trees pushed out windows through shattering glass
Dad gettin drunk and beatin mom's ass
I ain't tryin to ruin your day with this story
Just reachin out to those who can't feel the glory
Of what seems like a special time for only a few
And might be feelin like they don't have a clue
Cuz a lot of us here been there once or twice
And there no pretending to smile and be nice
Keep your head up homie cuz soon you'll make your own life
Whether you find the right husband or find the right wife
You can make up your mind to take what you need
And leave all that shit behind when you take heed
You can choose who you let in your life every day
And if you ain't feelin their shit, walk away
There's no shame in leaving those bringing you down
Cuz when you lose drama, you'll find you get found.
I ain't tryin to break you or preach what to do
Just letting some folx know you ain't got to feel
Like scandalous holidays shit isnt real
Cuz many a homie seen many a fight
With they fukked up families on a cold winter night.
Trees pushed out windows through shattering glass
Dad gettin drunk and beatin mom's ass
I ain't tryin to ruin your day with this story
Just reachin out to those who can't feel the glory
Of what seems like a special time for only a few
And might be feelin like they don't have a clue
Cuz a lot of us here been there once or twice
And there no pretending to smile and be nice
Keep your head up homie cuz soon you'll make your own life
Whether you find the right husband or find the right wife
You can make up your mind to take what you need
And leave all that shit behind when you take heed
You can choose who you let in your life every day
And if you ain't feelin their shit, walk away
There's no shame in leaving those bringing you down
Cuz when you lose drama, you'll find you get found.
@NANDO
FIRST OF ALL U DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT U TALKIN ABOUT/
SO KEEP MY NAME OUT UR MOUTH/
U SAID I LOOK LIKE A HE OR SHE/ U DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE/NI99A PLEAZ/
I DIDN'T MEAN TO CALL U A NI99A/I MEANT TO CALL U A BITCH/
COMIN TALKIN JUMPIN TO CONCLUSIONZ/UR PUSSY LIPS SPITTIN SHIT/
WHO AM I/ I'M THE ONE UR GOIN TO DESPIZE/
U R GOIN TO BE MY AMBITION TO RIDE/
MY BEATS COULD MAKE U SEE WHAT EVER U WANNA SEE/ SEEIN URSELVE GETTIN SKULL FUCKED/ MY LYRICS COULD GET U HI AND EXCITED LIKE BUSTIN NUTS/ OR THEY COULD MAKE UR HEART DROP WHEN U SEE UR MOTHA GET BUTT FUCKED/
NOW WHATS UP/
I'M CHILLIN WITH MY BOY FRUM THE P-TOWN/REPRESENTIN PITTSBURG/
HE MEANS EVER WORD/ HE SAYS HE GOIN RAPE UR ASS AND UR MOMMA'Z HOE'Y AZZ TOO/PULLIN A JAKE STEAD/
USIN UR MOM AS A SPERM BANK/STRAGGALIN HER CLITZ SO IT CAN'T BREATH/
SUCKAS LIKE U FEED ME THE HATE TO BLEED THRU A PEN ONTO A PIECE OF PAPPER/READY FOR MY LIL HOMIE TO BEGIN MY NEW BREED/U BETTER CHECK UR SISTA CUZ SHE MIGHT BE GOIN INTO LABOR/
FIRST OF ALL U DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT U TALKIN ABOUT/
SO KEEP MY NAME OUT UR MOUTH/
U SAID I LOOK LIKE A HE OR SHE/ U DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE/NI99A PLEAZ/
I DIDN'T MEAN TO CALL U A NI99A/I MEANT TO CALL U A BITCH/
COMIN TALKIN JUMPIN TO CONCLUSIONZ/UR PUSSY LIPS SPITTIN SHIT/
WHO AM I/ I'M THE ONE UR GOIN TO DESPIZE/
U R GOIN TO BE MY AMBITION TO RIDE/
MY BEATS COULD MAKE U SEE WHAT EVER U WANNA SEE/ SEEIN URSELVE GETTIN SKULL FUCKED/ MY LYRICS COULD GET U HI AND EXCITED LIKE BUSTIN NUTS/ OR THEY COULD MAKE UR HEART DROP WHEN U SEE UR MOTHA GET BUTT FUCKED/
NOW WHATS UP/
I'M CHILLIN WITH MY BOY FRUM THE P-TOWN/REPRESENTIN PITTSBURG/
HE MEANS EVER WORD/ HE SAYS HE GOIN RAPE UR ASS AND UR MOMMA'Z HOE'Y AZZ TOO/PULLIN A JAKE STEAD/
USIN UR MOM AS A SPERM BANK/STRAGGALIN HER CLITZ SO IT CAN'T BREATH/
SUCKAS LIKE U FEED ME THE HATE TO BLEED THRU A PEN ONTO A PIECE OF PAPPER/READY FOR MY LIL HOMIE TO BEGIN MY NEW BREED/U BETTER CHECK UR SISTA CUZ SHE MIGHT BE GOIN INTO LABOR/
Frisco Mackin
shoot me some work/
and doble r shoots u/
some get back/
while i am in the block selling crack/
mi vida loka is wa everyone is screaming/
but i never i leave my casa without a cuete/
in the northern baja cali land/
where the best can/
and the rest cant/
shadows windows from past wars/
in the corner salon/
is where i be sexing/
while smoking on some cessing/
cuidado/ while i hit it from the back/
i show no shame in my game/
since i bless with it/
the city streets of frisco is cold/
while in the mission/
i hear the paper chasing call/
@ de same time distraction hits me on the other call/
but i am focus on my cloud/
u know i hit state to state/
even weekends hide aways in another country/
in my lane any playa wits me gets pay/
shoot me some work/
and doble r shoots u/
some get back/
while i am in the block selling crack/
mi vida loka is wa everyone is screaming/
but i never i leave my casa without a cuete/
in the northern baja cali land/
where the best can/
and the rest cant/
shadows windows from past wars/
in the corner salon/
is where i be sexing/
while smoking on some cessing/
cuidado/ while i hit it from the back/
i show no shame in my game/
since i bless with it/
the city streets of frisco is cold/
while in the mission/
i hear the paper chasing call/
@ de same time distraction hits me on the other call/
but i am focus on my cloud/
u know i hit state to state/
even weekends hide aways in another country/
in my lane any playa wits me gets pay/
for locct925
i wrote this during my 15min break here u go
while sittin here @ work writing these rhymes/ i know im wasting my time/ your barz are just scribbled lines/if i were to pass u the mic/you'd fumble/ya we bout to fuckin rumble/tumble tumble/you aint nothin but a rookie/i bet u got Pittsburgh cats sayin u shook me/looky looky/should i pass u a cookie/bitch from now on im known as ur bookie/get the fuck out/before i make shout and pout/youll be screamin for mercy/shit give me ur fake jersey/youll do anything for some old pussy/if im the bitch/then come get my snitch/intill then ill wait for u too drop me in a ditch/talkin bout my mama/that aint nothin but drama
i wrote this during my 15min break here u go
while sittin here @ work writing these rhymes/ i know im wasting my time/ your barz are just scribbled lines/if i were to pass u the mic/you'd fumble/ya we bout to fuckin rumble/tumble tumble/you aint nothin but a rookie/i bet u got Pittsburgh cats sayin u shook me/looky looky/should i pass u a cookie/bitch from now on im known as ur bookie/get the fuck out/before i make shout and pout/youll be screamin for mercy/shit give me ur fake jersey/youll do anything for some old pussy/if im the bitch/then come get my snitch/intill then ill wait for u too drop me in a ditch/talkin bout my mama/that aint nothin but drama
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