here’s a track i wrote this morning at like 2 am all f**ken geeked from insomnia.. This track is sick.. I’m flippen on Slantize’s, "Unwind" beat.. check it!
http://www.myspace.com/strifedivinemusic
.[Verse 1].
Another night in these GB streets,
riding my bike when I see these freaks,
I bust a right and proceed to speak,
whats up, I’m Strife and I need to reach,
yah mental plane on a higher plateau,
speak to you in rhyme cuz I’m awfully bashful,
so I catch an ILL thought with my lyrical lasso,
then read this manuscript with a spiritual fast flow,
call me strife divine, the two faces of travis,
a middle class kid who one day will be living lavish,
sick of all this madness, I’m lonely and filled with sadness,
but thanx to hip hop, i’m slowly filling with gladness,
an optimistic outlook on this bleak life,
even though its getten worse I continue to speak nice,
cuz when I catch a rhyme I got hands like Jerry Rice,
I never slip or stumble, these flows I share precise,
.[Chorus].
Another night in these GB streets,
I clutch the mic and just breathe these beats,
I bust it right and just feely speak,
and trust its tight cuz my speach will teach, x2
.[Verse 2].
just because u sleep, dont mean the world has stopped turning,
so lets set the roof on FIRE so it will NEVER stop burning!,
yo, THE ROOF!! THE ROOF!! THE ROOF IS ON FIRE!!,
and i’m holding the gas can in my flame retardent attire,
dont even got my L’s but i’m still behind the wheel,
sober or drunk dawg, f**k it i’m rhyming the real,
and climbing the piller of, hip hop expertise,
republicans and old people is who i’m next to please,
I’ll even get your mother, loving hip hop,
this funky beat and rythem, never will it stop,
I’m bringin the songs that hip hop is really lacking,
in the town of green bay is where the magic happend,
I reside 2 blocks away from the Packer stadium,
I do the Lambau leap off of these tracks creating em,
cuz every rhyme I write is like a victory dance,
many styles like kung fu as i’m switching my stance,
.[Chorus].
Another night in these GB streets,
I clutch the mic and just breathe these beats,
I bust it right and just feely speak,
and trust its tight cuz my speach will teach, x2
.[Verse 3].
when the street lights turn on its like a whole other side,
catch me walkin to the venue with the flow I provide,
it could be zero degrees and I’m playing in the snow,
constantly moving, I’m never staying where I go,
and if I just up and leave, yo I got a show,
I didn’t even prepare, cuz oh, I didn’t know!
gotta burn me a CD of these beats with just the chorus,
when I get to the spot, yo some liquor I will poor this,
all up in my cup as I head for the stage,
reciten these lyrics I just wrote on a page,
a modern day poet, call me a young shakespere,
allways improving my craft with everything I make here,
its like i’m light years beyond every track I’ve ever made,
and steady moving foward on this path, I never stray!,
cuz its just another night in these GB streets,
so I just clutch the mic and I breathe these beats!
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