eminemsgirl4lfe
10-18-2002, 01:40 PM
ok people i really need some feedback on this cuz this is the first actual full song i wrote and i need to know if it is good or not so pplleeaassee!!!give me some feedback, and i dont care how harsh u r bout it(give me ur best or ur worst)thanx, it is kinda long but its a true life story bout my sis!!
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(intro)
nobody ever really stops and takes a look at what a girls life can really be like......
when people mention livin on da mean streets of the southside thay instantly think a girl couldnt make it......
well there wrong....
heres my sisters story, it goes like this....
she lived a life in a broken home, wit shattered dreams/
her cloths were tattered, blood was splattered/
she may have smelled like a bong/
but her heart was still strong/
and yet she always knew she wouldnt live long/
goes to church on sundays to pray/
goes home and dont know what to say/
she raises a family of five/
before she goes to bed she cuts herself wit a knive/
at home she gets discriminated/
while her house is becomin disintegrated/
she prowls the streets at night/
never really lookin for a fight/
sees the bums smokin on the corners/
the prostitutes pokin the foreigners/
gets stopped by a cop,decides to stop/
goes into shock,pulls out her glock/
shoots off his cock/
(hook)
ya gotta live fo the moment/
dont just try to own it/
cuz once you live fo the moment/
ya wont be so impotent/
shes on the run now/
this is actually kinda fun, wow/
but her glocks run out/
funs up, cops jump out/
get the fuck out/
she ducks into a hideway/
really wishes she could fly away/
but theres no deniyin it/
theres no point in lyin it/
the place is delapodatin/
so she hurrys to start collaboratin/
waits till dark, like a shark/
doesnt see a nark, so she starts to walk in the dark/
but she cant go home now/
(hook)
the cops now consider her a lethal/
like some dude wit a gun to his head ontop a steeple/
her dreams r now through like some old shoe/
what can she do/
she wanted to be a rapper/
n have her house run by a clapper/
now its to late she cant even remember the date/
(hook)
shes dead now/
nowone knows how/
whyd she have to ruin it all/
whyd she have to take such a big fall/
much like her dreams her life has just been....
battered, shattered and splattered in an instant/
R.I.P. Katie we miss you, now knowone will ever diss you/
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thats it, hope u like it.....give feedback!!!!
peace
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(intro)
nobody ever really stops and takes a look at what a girls life can really be like......
when people mention livin on da mean streets of the southside thay instantly think a girl couldnt make it......
well there wrong....
heres my sisters story, it goes like this....
she lived a life in a broken home, wit shattered dreams/
her cloths were tattered, blood was splattered/
she may have smelled like a bong/
but her heart was still strong/
and yet she always knew she wouldnt live long/
goes to church on sundays to pray/
goes home and dont know what to say/
she raises a family of five/
before she goes to bed she cuts herself wit a knive/
at home she gets discriminated/
while her house is becomin disintegrated/
she prowls the streets at night/
never really lookin for a fight/
sees the bums smokin on the corners/
the prostitutes pokin the foreigners/
gets stopped by a cop,decides to stop/
goes into shock,pulls out her glock/
shoots off his cock/
(hook)
ya gotta live fo the moment/
dont just try to own it/
cuz once you live fo the moment/
ya wont be so impotent/
shes on the run now/
this is actually kinda fun, wow/
but her glocks run out/
funs up, cops jump out/
get the fuck out/
she ducks into a hideway/
really wishes she could fly away/
but theres no deniyin it/
theres no point in lyin it/
the place is delapodatin/
so she hurrys to start collaboratin/
waits till dark, like a shark/
doesnt see a nark, so she starts to walk in the dark/
but she cant go home now/
(hook)
the cops now consider her a lethal/
like some dude wit a gun to his head ontop a steeple/
her dreams r now through like some old shoe/
what can she do/
she wanted to be a rapper/
n have her house run by a clapper/
now its to late she cant even remember the date/
(hook)
shes dead now/
nowone knows how/
whyd she have to ruin it all/
whyd she have to take such a big fall/
much like her dreams her life has just been....
battered, shattered and splattered in an instant/
R.I.P. Katie we miss you, now knowone will ever diss you/
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thats it, hope u like it.....give feedback!!!!
peace