Here's a 16-bar verse I wrote durin' class today. It ain't my usual style, if I even got a style, but I kinda compare it to some Jada shit or something. Anywayz holla bacc with wha'chu think. ~`1`~
I'm from the Wild West where if you want success you carry techs //
In Akademik jeans, a throwbacc fitted and a vest //
I wear my team on my chest and carry my heart on my sleeve //
So you can C exactly when I'm bout ta leave a dude deceased //
I'm only 5'3 but I'm big on these streets and huge in her mouth //
Fucc with me and I'ma put a ruger or a 22 to ya mouth //
I rip spines, drink stric 9 just like I sip wine //
To disintegrate my mind and pollute my lungs and the rest of my insides //
The 619 is mine, through thic n thin I'm a Dago Town Coleone //
Opposites attract that's why I spit flames to leave you with a frozen dome //
I'm a rollin' stone, got a different fitted for each chic //
Never stay in one spot for too long cuz I gotta let my niggaz hit //
Gotta let my niggaz get the same amount of chips I'm makin' //
Even if I'm the most famous I'ma remember the hood I was raised in //
Rap's my only language, my dream is to overthrow and replace Satan himself //
But until that day I'ma stay in earth's realm rasin' some hell //
I'm from the Wild West where if you want success you carry techs //
In Akademik jeans, a throwbacc fitted and a vest //
I wear my team on my chest and carry my heart on my sleeve //
So you can C exactly when I'm bout ta leave a dude deceased //
I'm only 5'3 but I'm big on these streets and huge in her mouth //
Fucc with me and I'ma put a ruger or a 22 to ya mouth //
I rip spines, drink stric 9 just like I sip wine //
To disintegrate my mind and pollute my lungs and the rest of my insides //
The 619 is mine, through thic n thin I'm a Dago Town Coleone //
Opposites attract that's why I spit flames to leave you with a frozen dome //
I'm a rollin' stone, got a different fitted for each chic //
Never stay in one spot for too long cuz I gotta let my niggaz hit //
Gotta let my niggaz get the same amount of chips I'm makin' //
Even if I'm the most famous I'ma remember the hood I was raised in //
Rap's my only language, my dream is to overthrow and replace Satan himself //
But until that day I'ma stay in earth's realm rasin' some hell //