Whut What Wat Wut Up?!

Aug 30, 2005 09:42

It's been a second since I last updated. I really don't even know why I am now....yes I do... bordom.And i'm kinda pissed at myself. There's one week left of vacation, and we (Justin & I) haven't done Jack or $hit when it comes to recording. I know I've written some verses here and there, and done some other stuff, trying to make connections and what not. But damn, I feel like i've wasted this summer. Aside from chillen with My Baby(<3) and occasionaly having an AsyLuM "party", I really haven't done much over the summer. I wish I had. But damn, there's been some good times. Well, it's senior year, so it's time to move. I gotta make some moves, cuz Gazunitz doesn't seem like he wants to do much. Rizz got out, and I've only seen him once, but I know he's still spittin. Mat's tryna get to a studio to make a solo album, with real beats and everything, so i'm gonna see if we can try with him. I guess my rants over, cuz Im not sure what else to say. I'm out
Peace,
Bashaw

I snort lines of gunpowder and exhale gun smoke
I'm straight with the coke, i'd rather toke with my folk
I'm broke as a joke, but i'm never cliche
Better watch what you say, I'd rather spray the A-K
Don't play, I'm not a playa, i'm a Synner in black
Fuck a rat, got a gat and a bat to attack
Fat sack of dro and this ho wanna blow
So, it's time to go, I'm breakin out this Death Row
Foes never last cuz i'm fast to blast
Their chips get cashed if my name gets trashed
Crashed and burned, still here, but never learned
You ain't got no witness so im not concerned
I turned the table, wanna hear a Grim Fable
Click on the news, call me mentally unstable
My cable disconnected, so you chumps that disrespected
This sound is infected with the evil I injected
It's projected, prophesized, Armagedon, Catalyzed
Hell on Earth, Rebirth of demented and Demonized
So despized by the holy, they set forth a crusade
To terrorize, terminate, obliterate as we prayed
Decayed and defiled, decrpit and exiled
This is what's left of My mothers final child
I dialed 9-1-1, and saw the Twin Towers fall
Tried to dial "our leader" but he won't accept the call
Appaul, horrify, war pigs glorify
Blood of my brothers runs down my cheek as I cry
I try to make sense of this world so cold
That's why I keep the heat so close in my hold
I was told I sold my soul in exchange for my death
But the Devil can't make good on tryna steal my breath
What's left isn't right, what's right you say is wrong
From now to infinite, we begin it, we belong
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