yo this is some of my non salsa stuff that i wrote. all you haters can see that My Salsa was the worst piece I've ever wrote.
(Verse 1)
Pyscho ass Mothafuckaz be actin' like a fuckin' racist/
I be sayin drop da 'N' bomb one mo' time I'm punchin' faces/
But no matter how many threats I make nothin' changes/
But there is somethin gainin' n it ain't you be wantin' praises/
I'm touchin' fame in this game and it ain't cuz I'm trustin' wages/
I'm prayin' to God and the heavens above that you'll never give up/
Whether you're tough and you know that you'll never live up/
To these expectations and you just feel like you need to quit/
Cats keep feedin' sh*t with negativity n you feel like u ain't bein' sh*t/
This world would be a better place with out da racists n da hataz/
But that ain't gonna happen cuz you know it's our fate to be degradaz/
(Chorus)
How many mothafckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop bitchin bout ya name.
(Verse 2)
Livin' in this fucked up world, no ghetto shit has happened to me/
But it's this fuckin' gun violence n drugs that brought rappin to be/
Even if you ignore it, it ain't gonna be and it's just like Tupac said/
"How many mothafuckaz fell victim from dis pain" now Tupac's dead/
Nothin' anyone can do to stop them, they just keep comin' and shootin'/
Bringin' guns to school n gunnin' down students, then runnin' from loosin'/
Nothin' is soothin' to these peeps who just turn to violence to get their way/
They act tough, but we know they just afraid, they get a knife n touch this blade/
Fuck what ya parents think, if they can't raise a kid that's what marriage brings/
It's a dare you take so if you can't take a dare, then don't stare at things/
(Chorus)
How many mothafuckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop b*tchin bout ya name.
(Verse 3)
Yesterday my sister decided to use the 'N' word and then I got a lil pissed/
I hopped over a desk and slit both of her wrists and laughed just like this/
That's where my anger falls from, you piss me off and I'm drawin' guns/
You know who I am and when I go up against faggots like u I always won/
People ask all types of questions...Why the fuck do you listen to rap/
Well I got one question for you...How come you hittin me I'm hittin you back?/
I'ma tell you why, it cuz you opened your trap, made me think u trippin on crack/
I'ma shove ya lip in da mac all cuz you da bitch who made me wish I was black/
I feel like I'm more black than white cuz blacks are tight and whites are whack/
They just out to ignite my mac and that ain't what I want, they fightin' back/
This racism is frightenin' crap that makes you wonder bout bitin' on tracks/
So I just when you writin' shit back, make sure you sober n not on vicadon caps/
(Chorus)
How many mothafuckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop bitchin bout ya name.
and yes i used one of tupac's lines in my chorus becuz it fit the topic good. plz leave feed.
(Verse 1)
Pyscho ass Mothafuckaz be actin' like a fuckin' racist/
I be sayin drop da 'N' bomb one mo' time I'm punchin' faces/
But no matter how many threats I make nothin' changes/
But there is somethin gainin' n it ain't you be wantin' praises/
I'm touchin' fame in this game and it ain't cuz I'm trustin' wages/
I'm prayin' to God and the heavens above that you'll never give up/
Whether you're tough and you know that you'll never live up/
To these expectations and you just feel like you need to quit/
Cats keep feedin' sh*t with negativity n you feel like u ain't bein' sh*t/
This world would be a better place with out da racists n da hataz/
But that ain't gonna happen cuz you know it's our fate to be degradaz/
(Chorus)
How many mothafckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop bitchin bout ya name.
(Verse 2)
Livin' in this fucked up world, no ghetto shit has happened to me/
But it's this fuckin' gun violence n drugs that brought rappin to be/
Even if you ignore it, it ain't gonna be and it's just like Tupac said/
"How many mothafuckaz fell victim from dis pain" now Tupac's dead/
Nothin' anyone can do to stop them, they just keep comin' and shootin'/
Bringin' guns to school n gunnin' down students, then runnin' from loosin'/
Nothin' is soothin' to these peeps who just turn to violence to get their way/
They act tough, but we know they just afraid, they get a knife n touch this blade/
Fuck what ya parents think, if they can't raise a kid that's what marriage brings/
It's a dare you take so if you can't take a dare, then don't stare at things/
(Chorus)
How many mothafuckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop b*tchin bout ya name.
(Verse 3)
Yesterday my sister decided to use the 'N' word and then I got a lil pissed/
I hopped over a desk and slit both of her wrists and laughed just like this/
That's where my anger falls from, you piss me off and I'm drawin' guns/
You know who I am and when I go up against faggots like u I always won/
People ask all types of questions...Why the fuck do you listen to rap/
Well I got one question for you...How come you hittin me I'm hittin you back?/
I'ma tell you why, it cuz you opened your trap, made me think u trippin on crack/
I'ma shove ya lip in da mac all cuz you da bitch who made me wish I was black/
I feel like I'm more black than white cuz blacks are tight and whites are whack/
They just out to ignite my mac and that ain't what I want, they fightin' back/
This racism is frightenin' crap that makes you wonder bout bitin' on tracks/
So I just when you writin' shit back, make sure you sober n not on vicadon caps/
(Chorus)
How many mothafuckaz fell victim from this pain?
I can't explain it, it's so sickenin' that it's insane.
All the fame that you wishin' you would gain.
Start growin up and stop bitchin bout ya name.
and yes i used one of tupac's lines in my chorus becuz it fit the topic good. plz leave feed.
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