tell me about ya life

[mustynutz]

Its been a cold hard quarter century and been no justice involved
I spend my time overhigh wit two eyes on my back for the law
All the shit i done saw, growin up to fast done had it advantages and flaws
Life has been is a like a slab of beef that was served to me raw....
Its all about what you really make-it-to-be, im waitin patient and faithfully
Anxiously awaiting the day the day im got bread stacked like the bakery
Takin these pills to try and pacify the way that I feel,
Livin every day like my last and every bite is like a final meal
I ride with that steel...... although you never may see it.....
Theres a fine line that leads to a nose between a madman and genius......
As queit as I keep it , i got problems that deeply bother me...
And my bitch be trippin twice as bad a Lorena Bobbit be....
So i keep it all to me and only speak these words to myself
Ignore the words of the voice in my head tellin me i need some help...
All the pain my heart felt, almost enough to spilt my ribs....
should i leave it all behind and just bounce like this bitches tits in my sig....?

 

[Been Drinkin]

Iam a three time loser rhyme abuser weed user/

the time for rhyme is spent in mind/

but that time is spent trying to unwind and see/

How the fuck to get out of Dulian on Phantasy Star III/

I Rhys from my game to get head from my dame/

Then back to the Star where shit is all the same/

I level up and get new weapons to crush dark force/

but of course my dame shuts down my game/

She wants Feelings time to be cute/

Shell feel the boot if she dont shoot off to get me a brew/

She always has to bitch too about getting my beer filled sippy cup/

She says get it yourself but iam such a lazy fuck i get tired standing up....Epidemic

 

[mustynutz]

i see your life is role playing games....lol

 

[VeroNdaYC530]

@ mustynuts... Good Shit homie- I was feelin everydamn rhyme you had.... so whens the album gonna drop (?) cause we definately need more people like you who spit real life situations. Im sad to hear bout your moms and pops (RIP)....
but damn keep that shit coming........

 

[Been Drinkin]

i see your life is role playing games....lol

Hell yeah and like i told you before Its Percocet and Role Playing Games.

Right now iam training to be a level 4 cleric at my college. After class iam going to level up by fighting the Jabborwocky and then off to the pub to get info on Salidor the Unwise who hides in Lastlewood.

 

[Been Drinkin]

@ mustynuts... Good Shit homie- I was feelin everydamn rhyme you had.... so whens the album gonna drop (?) cause we definately need more people like you who spit real life situations. Im sad to hear bout your moms and pops (RIP)....
but damn keep that shit coming........

Hey VeroNdaY (fuck spelling the rest out) do you want to hunt the Jabborwocky with me and drink some healing potions when were done its all cool I have a sword you can use i just hope your a level 12 dark elf because i need one of those to make me an elixer out of crajals and frugalfleas. I got poisoned by a duzzledubber and i only have a couple days until i turn into a fluzzelflugger.

 

[mustynutz]

@ mustynuts... Good Shit homie- I was feelin everydamn rhyme you had.... so whens the album gonna drop (?) cause we definately need more people like you who spit real life situations. Im sad to hear bout your moms and pops (RIP)....
but damn keep that shit coming........

i just spit what i know, it just happens to rhyme feel me....the album is in the works with no release date yet...glad you was feelin it though...
ima go hit these trees and come back wit some shit...

 

[mustynutz]

anyone else got some real shit

 

[mo-x]

anyone else got some real shit

this about sums up the way I feel lately...
been mad depressed, angry...
thinkin if i'm goin, someone is going with me.

suicide on my mind got me feelin kinda buzzed//
blood lust from the gun bust shows no love//
my high, intensifies from the thought that I could do it//
liquer fluid flushed through the veins, smashin in a buick//
usin words a weapon i'm steppin to anybody's who's testin//
i'll turn that smith to a wesson with on site decompression//
the chest plate compressed late, now we gotta wait//
the intensive care unit has to activate//
life support, life is short, but fuck it//
i roll around in a bucket, causing rawkus like ruckus//
all night when i'm dumpin, automatics and fuckin//
off sets when they duckin-n-dodgin bullets and runnin//
from... me and my crew so you dudes//
i could take your life, turn around and take mine too//
at the drop of a dime, HEADS, I'm poppin ya spine//
TAILS, i'm out in my prime, boxed up in that pine!//

:devious:

 

[B-Buzz]

That was dope^^^

Heres part of a song I just started tonite, its called Story of my Life, Ill post the rest when Im done...

This worlds’ too much, the pains getting more intense and I don’t know if I can take it
Depressed as fuck, with a bottle of Jack, listening to AFI in my basement
Cuz music was really the only thing thats ever loved me
So I sit here cursing the god that’s laughing above me
Youd think hed have better things to do than picking on a 10 year old kid
But look what he did to his own, he wouldn’t take him home until they poked his ribs
Im listening to screaming in bed and I start weeping like a willow
It gets hard to sleep when youre nearly drowning in your pillow
I think Im bipolar, one day Im happy and the next day Im not
And Im even more pissed then next cuz Im getting harassed by cops

 

[mo-x]

Cuz music was really the only thing thats ever loved me

i feel that to the fullest.

 

[40ozThugsta]

damm thats some tight shit Musty and all yalll real shit
and tight lyrics...

im depressed latly so i'll drop something....i guess

Look deep inside of my eyez...
can u see the flames of rage.. demons dweeling deep inside of my mind...?
wicked voices whispering Suicide.... they tellin me 2 die...2nite
Bloody Tears Drippin from my eyez...and even Thugz Cry....
I walk alone on the street in the moonlight...
thinking bout my friend Sara that jus died....dammmm
she was only 19.. coulda had a future.. and been a thug queen....
but instead she died.. and here sister cried...all nite...
all i could do is tell her it would be alright...
but i knew i was feeling sad deep inside...
that shit was fucked up...
and fuck that mutha fucka drivin 80 in tha 25mph zone....
it's all his fuckin fault... but that mutha fucka had a DUI..
he shoulda died..! not her.. she never dervered to meet the reaper...so soon... but if i ever see that mutha fucka
i'll make sure he meets his doom....listen to tha murda muzik
and the base go boom...buck a couple shots and that mutha fucka layin in his tomb...

sometimes i sit back ina dark room lit with candel light.. and
I close my eyez... and think.. why do we gotta [i}die[/i]....?
and deep inside tha pain resides... and as i look back in time...
i remember watching my father die in front of my eyes...
that flashbacks play back... in my mind....
I was Feelin tha Rage, the anger, the sadness, and pain...
the demons and evill.... that drive me insane....
and none of the darkness will go away...
the weed the 40oz's be reliving the angish i feel....
this shit is real... spit it from my heart...
pouring out my soul.....
but a bullet hole in my dome could end it all....
but even though i;ve been tested by tha devil...
i still gotta hold and be be strong..
even when all this shit is going wrong..
i will never falll... cuase im way to fuckin strong... ... !!!

hahaha lil something off tha dome....

-Mista Murda

 

[MeloTrauma]

My back is against the wall once again
will I fall or begin to brace myself and defend
a mindstate of hate, defeat myself with a thought
and the inner-rot is fate to this mistake that my mama brought
and birthed on this earth, so now how much is my soul worth
when we're all dead at birth, and everyday life hurts
And yet it seems mines worse than any other who feels pain
and i blame God first and always say his name in vain
God Damned it to hell, so Lucifer is my homie
When God never gave a shit it was Lucifer who showed me
everything I need to know to stand on my own
and in the end Im all alone, with the devil's song in my dome
constantly in my ear and I adhere to what he sings
knowing wrong from right, but it feels right to do the wrong thing
and so I might bring myself back around from where I came
with my back against the wall, ready to fall into my grave

 

[Gordon Gekko]

I lived a lot and seen alot and witnessed countless homicides
everyday I wonder will this be the day that Ima die/
Cus I know Im livin foul but Im forced into this life
if youre rich you got it made and if youre poor u gotta fight/
For every penny that you can get but they say this world is equal
children playin in the park and in the grass they findin needles/
Mama's send their kids to buy some crack from the candy lady
not to mention how she steady smokin pregnant with a baby/
Her kids go to school clothes bummy lookin like a bum
cant get the money to pay bills but always gettin her hair done/
Brothas out here steady preachin bout some peace and unity
then they make it rich and str8 forget their whole community/
Yesterday I seen a dead body floatin in the lake
didnt nobody notice but its been there for a couple of dayz/
I couldve sworn I seen the preacher buyin a bag of weed
u never know I probably did cus thats how crazy shyt can be/

 

[mustynutz]

its a cold world....

 

[mustynutz]

Fuck the hand I was dealt yeah I did it
After 3 long years of puttin up wit ya bitchin
Suprised I didn't hit ya but I aint the next nigga,
And if it come down to that I don't need to be wit ya
Peep the bigga picture, see she was being all that you couldn't
Told me a million time u would change all along I'm knowin u wouldn't
Yeah I shoulda walked away and maybe left ya alone
Soon as I enter the door you stressin me mo
When I'm sleepin u creepin up n checkin my phone
I can't take it no mo,
what happened to our happy home I really dont know
And that the typa shit that got me sneakin like keak off to the next tho
I gotta go,
cause if I don't know if it can be fixed,or f I even wanna try it
And I aint lyin
fuckin wit you gonna get me charged wit domestic violence
So I ponder in silence...you keep runnin ya mouth and I keep on writing
And you bein so 2 sided is the typa shit that got me out there two timin.....
Yeah I'm tryin to make it work, but I'm dyin inside
Why oh why can't we get it together or leave it all behind
My time is money, and honey every seconds a dime
Take a look in my eyes and take a minute to listen while a give you a piece of my mind
Now lets rewind
to time when I could come home n recline without having to hear ya whine
Maybe I shoulda paid attention to the signs
And realized that people change and its just a thin line
Between love n hate I aint debatin the fact
Something you just can't change and its just like that.....its jsut like that
So I twist me a sack and get to chokin aint nothin mo important than my peace of mind
You must be jokin accusin me of lyin
Is what I'm doin outside really such a crime?
On the grind just tryin 2 do what I gotta do to get my piece of the pie
On my sidekick with the next bitch tryin to make sense of this shit
Got all the pieces of the puuzle but it seems that some don't fit
From the outside lookin in you can she that shes on some other shit n trippin
They say money is the root of all evil
But really its these women
Stayin medicated to keep me from flippin
Washin it down with straight gin that I'm sippin
they say I shouldn't be mixin
Poppin pills and sniffin
wellbutrin and liquor shots
Prozac and doja sacks keep me in the land of the lost
From the minute it hits 12 oclock
Out comes my alter ego people know as jack frost
Aka the doc of the pharmacy take 2 of these and holla at me
Aint no tellin what it might be
Might be e. Might be some of them weed pills
Just holla @ me nigga when u need a refill

 

[Tensor]

before, lookin back to when i was four,
i saw my dad hittin my mom to the floor,
we moved away but he still got on the door,
when i was out with him, he called my mom a whore,
bought me what i needed from the store.
money became bought love, i felt hated and alone,
i wish he never ever visit my home anymore.
i acted tough, wanted to be rough, but thats a bluff,
if i was in harder streets i would sniff alot of stuff.
couldnt get high enough to fly, i wanted to die,
still hate him, in the darkness i lie and cry.
dope? i dont got those contacts, always been a fool,
got beated up every fuckin day when i was in school,
never had the tough look, ive never been cool,
got contacts now, but drugs is for thugs.
i say no, cuz i know ill get addicted and my life will go,
start to get to stronger stuff as white as snow.
large buildings not far away from where i stay,
if you get to our street it might get a bloody day,
im sick of nothin that aint hard, give me a knife, lets play.

(i kinda suck at this)