What I'm About [feedz plizzzzzzzzzzzzzz]

[7clayton7]

pretty simple but i thought it was canny good, keep at it

[`X Terrence X`]

Yo bro the verse was cool but I think the last set of bar where more structured and harder I gotta good flow so rapping that verse was "cake" but i must admit in certain areas it was off

but overall it was alright so keep it up and try to improve

i'm out

[Krit!cal]

Deamn right it is an introduction.
Thanx man.
Uppin´.
Peace.
Krit!cal

[Rodamón]

it was aight. dont know the subject at all. i guess is an intrudoction or sum of yoself. keep it uup

[Krit!cal]

All you gotta do is try to catch the flow. The beat ain't slow nor too fast.


I'ma blow my nose, LAUGH and eat the tissue,
You gon' tell I'm crazy?! I just say I got issues.
I'ma throw up and kiss you, with ma' tongue and shit,
Then stick my dick right up there, through your thong, bith./
If yo' pussy's virgin, trust me, it gon' be hurtin',
Years ago I used to be jerkin' behind the curtain.
So fuckin' much that i got my downstairs achin',
But now...Run, giaaaaaaaalz, 'fore your himens start breakin'./
Now put this shit in pause;............................................ ....
My ideas' so deep that only after I go backstage I get applause.
FUCK; is this what the call the complicity of simplicity?
Screw it; after I die, half 'o the world's gonna be missin' me./

This beat is catchy ain't it? Even though my flow's weird,

[massive speed up]: I can speed up two-quarters in a line and make a motherfuckin' million-dollar-rapper carrer.

Why? Cuz the next two lines I'll be spittin' slow.
Hellou; whut up; it's me; Kritical;/

This shit's ain't even professional, but I ain't a professional,
I'm only good at rollin' jointz and doin' gangbang anal.
They all sayin' I'm evil; aight then, let it be so,
You diss me - then I kill you, so we both gon' be equal./
My story'll have a sequel, it's already confirmed,
Music producer's a chick? I'ma get her face spermed.
What? Soundz THAT stupid?! Well, that's what I'm about,
Keep sprayin' verses, like cum, 'til I run the fuck out./

Feedz, if possible.
Peace.
Krit!cal.