I don’t wanna rap no more, I’m back to square one
How can I take it seriously when I just do it for fun?
I keep saying it, keep going and you’ll get your dues
I wanna get there even if its through a hundred crews
I’ve gotta fight for my right like the Beastie Boys
But first I fight every night with neighbours about the noise
Calling coppers, wack emcee in the vicinity
Better think before comparing my flow to electricity
Or my rhymes to blades, when they’re as hard as grass
To mow me down there’s no need to hit the gas
I’ll just life the hand break and fall downhill
Stopping rap now, never mind when I get killed
From old age, a stroke, or testicular cancer
I’m repeating last time like a clockwork dancer
Being wound up by the same old shit frozen in time
Maybe the next lyric I spit will be my gold mine
No more kitchen work, toss it away like leftovers
Get success, retire, then come back for seconds like HOVA
The world needs a token white boy as the Beasties grow old
And Shady fell off and the House of Pain’s been sold

every mutherfucker has writers block right about now, its a bitch...


anyway loved these lines

I don’t wanna rap no more, I’m back to square one
How can I take it seriously when I just do it for fun?



I’m repeating last time like a clockwork dancer
Being wound up by the same old shit frozen in time
Maybe the next lyric I spit will be my gold mine
No more kitchen work, toss it away like leftovers
Get success, retire, then come back for seconds like HOVA



ILL^^...the rest of the shit seemed off topic...well not off topic but it just seemed like a compeltely different tone, you were going from sad to angry to funny to angrier to more sad to funny etc...messed with my head

Cheers Mike. Any more feed?

same as what mike said