yoyoyoyo i aint know how to end this so i didnt
 

somebody pinch me, shit seems like a dream
while i free fall from rooftops, and convincingly scream
i mean, this cant be life, i beg of you all
lie to me if it is, and if it isnt -i guess im a fraud
my life is a nightmare, its normal, id like you to see
and understand how sweet dreams are more frightening to me
so when life intervenes, i smoke at least a pack at a time
coughing up blood, choking on it, hacking, im fine
theres nothing id rather do than die, get cancer and drugs
and somehow, live to tell you about the damage it does
but here i am, struggling with none of those things
contemplating painting the wall, same color as brains
but i aint gotta gun, shells, or any of that
just a car i cant drive, need a ride, with no friends i can ask

i cant trust folks, who are out for themselves
have an abundance of cash, and are outfitted well
my outfit, it smells, cause i aint done the laundry in days
call me insane, but i prefer it on cause its grey
haunted in ways, you couldnt begin to imagine
paying child support, when one of my kids is a bastard
it isnt as bad as at seems, s'what you think to yourselves
if that was really the case, then id think you would help
but i cling to this hell, its like im fucking scared to evolve
like better days have ever existed, barely, at all
but i swear to you all!, ive hatched a fuckin plan of escape
to contact aliens, for the minister of defense in canadas sake

theres a certain degree, of adversity a person can reach
fore he loses his mind, and goes out on a murdering spree
its occurring to me, im pretty fucking close to the point
of rollin toaster leavins and bath salts, and smoking the joint
im on my Al Bundy shit, one hand in my trousers
bigguns mag in the other hand, on some man of the house shit
i doubt its a good look, fuck it, peggy was phat
and if my dick didnt work, id shove my leg in her ass
but lets get back to the real world, down for the cause
and if i had a couple bucks, id buy some alco-muh-hol

Heres a satanic, musical twist, for birdbrain cats
The horns on my head, upside down birthday caps
Infact, my cross of jay hova, straight gold plated ova
When silver spoons fed me, thats no way to grow up
i blow chunks, flow blood on the periodic table of rap
and still, the gods of hiphop found no way to react

this is pretty good
it sounds like you come from a gritty hood
like anyone from a big city would
but, i think you'd rap better if you Didn't Smoke, n get Pissy Drunk
na, pass that blunt,
the One wit sticky skunk that sticks to my lungs,
i'm not a rap god, but in three days? icould write 63 songs,
especially if i was hitting bongs,
and especially if there were some Other Artists who don't mind Funny Subjects when i Copy them for collaboration projects
becuz they started a Thread with themselves to buck Trends. like gen

writers

This was an interesting read. I can see the jumble of thoughts that burden you.
The best way to get over it is writing obviously...I can see you are back to the Mood Muzik era
As I kept following each different piece you dropped here I feel you may have taken a break for far too long
I remember when you would drop some crazy shit but it seems like those days have passed
regardless I still enjoy reading your work due to the everyday man feel that it gives off.
you shine when you tap deep into your life & draw inspiration from what hinders you from success
making you one of very few real writers left...anyone can toss a story together but cant put life together
this was some nice work @Genocide...keep it up bruh, youll make it outta this slump partna!

Word. I just dont be in the writing just to write mood no more less im gonna record it. Been a lobg gime since i was. For some reason i had the itch these last couple nights so i did. I just aaint got the time like i used to you either. Had nothing but free time to myself back when i wrote like your speakibg about. I wish things were more like they used to be and i didnt have so many people arrou d me distractibg me all the time :( im sry 12

Sorry I didn't know you were looking for feed, I thought maybe you were lookin for train-of-thought verses from other hiphop gods

And nothin personal in my jokes; check out that first lil' verse of mine I think you'll find it's designed quite well for audio

I peeped ur stuff. Was cool

First world problems

Your writing is smooth from a flow standpoint and the content is decent provided this doesn't seem like it was supposed to be "The next big thing" from you or anything but at the same time I see a bit too much predictability in the scheme you use. It's like they sound the same, using the same style transition in each one, idk, maybe I'm not making sense to you but I know what I'm trying to say just don't know how I can articulate it better. It reeks of a well seasoned writer gone a bit stale, but at the same time it is still well polished. It was an enjoyable read for the little bit of writing it was, I'd like to see you craft something up with some more effort and thought put into it though. Stay At IT.