24 Bars...

Something I wrote real quick...Well not real quick, but whatever.

I hope this the right forum...

im dead broke...its all good though
can hardly see now through the thick cloud a smoke
partly senile. n the other half brain dead
i'm hangin'. on a thin line where my chain went
im patient. not willin' to risk it
crack up a dutch just ta retwist it
the kid gifted he killin with spittin
catchin mean grills but he show no intrest
its sensless..doin time in a box
while my mind can expand while i rhyme on the spot
you can try and undertstand if you gather your thoughts
i'm designin' a plan with a hand on my crotch
ran through a gram now im sparkin' the roach
hauntin' the ghost, with the flows and a awkward approach
park the car on the road n walk out of it slow
you get socked in ya nose now you out of it bro
im outta the globe, gone, a spec in the dust
what you expectin from us?dap, a weapon, or love?
verbal smif n wessum put a cap in your mug
we attractin' some buzz you get smacked with a glove
cause you aint worth the print from the hand of a judge
we dismantle these thugs with a dagger and cape
hoodie and mask with hugs a blunt wrap and da drank
so why you hate? matter fact why dont you thank me
cause lately the # i'm making is so gravy
hopped out the womb with a dutch as a baby, crazy

Thoughts?



edited a word out..subsituted HUGS.









[edit on 7-2-2008 by Roland Deschain]