I get to studio they say am complicated, my ideas so great and meditated, so dedicated and not lies saturated, the good music has been eradicated, anything whack get BET nominated, MCs speak no sense and with lie saturated, the real thing is neglected, and never distributed, the sick rhymes flood the airwaves, I feel so frustrated, the real hip hop is frustrated and this is extended, how can some one have six bars on a track four minutes?(MIMs) This is going down minute after minute, Nas had a point when he said hip hop is dead, its not dead but reached a dead end, its lost the head and hence no lead, its wounded, bruised and on a death bed. Am trying hard to give it breath, some life to keep it going you know, I was like it cant die for its more that a genre, it’s a culture, I can see it fall I will write till the day I drop, cant wait for they I’ll pop, all I have is just hope that some day it will cope and get back on the road. This like facing a sentence with no trial and your innocent, in jail without a cent, I write rhymes each day and never made enough cents, studios wont record for they say am too hard on the mic, am like please take a hike, on the mic am like iron mike, the teacha just like the preacher, am hear like Paul to reach ya, am frustrated but I can still spread the word, I need disciples to give me a step up so that I can step up the campaign to step up the hip hop, am coming thru’ for I bring a revelation, I got no objection and my obligation is to complete the mission and vision of hip hop with out omission, the game is frustrated and lets not kill it completely there’s hope and all seams to have a clear end and there will be no dead end. Hip hop lives on I will never be gone, am always on and on each day am like the lite of the dyeing candle as I said before am wit an amazing gift I treasure and will always will. Be free and set the records straight, am never smiling on tracks for I find no reason to do that, things fall apart just like that, am waiting for a new day free from the police and all the things that a black man fears, am real and will never be the opposite, am like the scientists who never give up, cross bread any thing that comes in sight, am not in any fight its just sometime I feel like am battling myself, Em against Gee or the other way, I feel like a mineral am iconic I need a chemical symbol I will call myself EM, and not like them (who)Eminem, dude deprives he’s dawgs they are dope on the mic, but hang around him like his groupies, lemme stop hating, I don’t want to keep boys waiting for another classic rhymes that falls anywhere any way trust am tears the game is wasted, to MIMs f**k off, you ain’t hot
Emigee’s ish
The game is frustrated
Started by Emigee, May 16 2008 05:05 AM
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#1
Posted 16 May 2008 - 05:05 AM
there is a diffrence between dreaming and visualizing, which one are you doing?
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#2
Posted 16 May 2008 - 02:01 PM
~*daps*~*daps~*daps*~crazee dawg,damn each line there is a bitter truth.... i enjoyed ya stuff,i see u are still a new membie here and i like ya courage man..alotta fakes bein saying this hiphop thang and we all know 50,Soulja bwoy,Mims and fuck off alotta them is on dat yellow list too.lol
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#3
Posted 17 May 2008 - 07:52 AM
yo emigee am feeling you.too tight and deep for this hiphop wannabes the only thing they know is to jump around with hired blings on stage and clips like slaughtered chicken hoping to stop the soul from leaving their cursed bodies.hiphop as a culture needs true soldiers who can stand and defend it not this bitches who walk around with their shirts printed hiphop but deep inside they are married to kapuka and the riches of this world.we all need money to live or even survive but do you have to trade your soul or the truth for it?
big up bro and anyone with the same view coz we cant afford to let hiphop die.ITS our live you know
big up bro and anyone with the same view coz we cant afford to let hiphop die.ITS our live you know
#4
Posted 17 May 2008 - 08:30 AM
mizani said:
yo emigee am feeling you.too tight and deep for this hiphop wannabes the only thing they know is to jump around with hired blings on stage and clips like slaughtered chicken hoping to stop the soul from leaving their cursed bodies.hiphop as a culture needs true soldiers who can stand and defend it not this b***h who walk around with their shirts printed hiphop but deep inside they are married to kapuka and the riches of this world.we all need money to live or even survive but do you have to trade your soul or the truth for it?
big up bro and anyone with the same view coz we cant afford to let hiphop die.ITS our live you know
big up bro and anyone with the same view coz we cant afford to let hiphop die.ITS our live you know
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jus' to make u' think outside that box u' call a head/
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jus' to make u' think outside that box u' call a head/
* I don't only think ahead, but ma' thoughts surpass those of a single head * |Couzifer|
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