cypher with chad NV

Chad -

girl is tryin to push a cold game like burrrrr
but a bitch is a bitch, fuck animal rights imma rock the fur
imma treat yah like yah act so get yah nose out the air
yah aint better then shit, n its funny u think i care
and i dunt mean to be heartless
God jus said take there breath, leave em speechless
difference is i was born without a heart
been cold, frozen, ice age, from the start
so take a deep breath n let ur nose stick together
cuz i'll drop yah faster then no other
but pick up another from the drop to the ground
so move to the right, right, right, cuz another ive found
they say age is jus a number, guess they right
cuz ur actin ur shoe size, tryin to pick this fight
u said what made yah want me was my innocence
when u talked and msg'd me once
ask around cuz imma lil devil, sayin yes i can
rhyming like meth, but lookin like a red man
"i'mma pray to God and the Devil in the church..
and worship who ever helps me first"..
its like i got a halo, held up by two horns, blockin the gleam..
its like i got two wings on my back, with a pointed red tail comin from inbetween..
jus sayin imma devil corrupting heaven, can't yah tell..
imma angel bringing the good to hell..
only to find out im stuck in purgatory..
always put in the middle, my true life story
but right now i know which side im pushing for
dun start with me, cuz i'll put yah on blast yah whore
im talking like a razor blade under my tongue
and ur tryin to blast me cuz im young
but i'll destory yah, n pick my teeth with yah bones
so get back to me, when yah old ass is mentally grown


Me -

"and i dunt mean to be heartless
God jus said take there breath, leave em speechless"
Better that way, cuz most bitches only speak shit
and quite frankly, i aint tryin to hear shit
thats why u never catch me caught in the sitch
i pay them no mind, id rather get rich
weary of the rumors, stories get switched
talkin out they mouth unaware what they knows jus dripped
see this is why i watch who im with
I know big names who gave me that tip
Nose in the air, tell em watch out before they trip
Actin they shoe size huh?, tell em try n fill mine
Im racin ahead, while they jus draggin behind
N if there's a god, the devil came just on time
The bread is gone, n I jus finished the wine
N heaven aint no where near hard to find
Mines on earth, the wings fit just fine
"Age is jus a number", I left that back in '09
See I know u must b on some next life time
Cuz youngin' or not, I know u got the next line...
sticks n stones may break they bones
but words...., oooohhhh wait, mentally grown?
that prolly rocked em hard like stones
thinkin to get deep they oughta be stoned
when i get high, i put the low shit in a diaper
my thoughts too thick, mind hard to decipher
so rather than waste it, i became a writer
inhale it quick, here ill toss u the lighter
i work hard just to insure my future is brighter
and if ya'll there, ima stay right here
Im not hatin, its jus that i dont care
tried that before n it neva got me no where

Said I ...

uhuhuhuh.

do ya know what really bugs me...phonies...amen.

Baby Gurl.

where she go?

biblical remixes, tradin off like 3 sixes, the devils reverse aint mrs., a trick wit some kisses, she knows its business, but he say he love her n she listens, thinkin dis the life, only 18 n imma wife, so when she aint hookin she back at home cookin, cold meals wrapped up n left on the stove, hard on as he walk thru the door, so she plays wit it a little more, liquored up n he calls her his whore, she let him smack her ass, give it to him before he asks, blinded, money comin up fast, Gucci dis n a louis v that, in the fast lane they laugh, thinkin she first, while he placin her last, so she open up, n her pussy’s a vast, whole for a rich mans fat short wrinkled stack of cash, jus anotha perv wit a salt n peppa stash, afta work dressed in khaki slacks, slim fit straight from da gap, got a little pow he like to snort out the crack, so she lay flat, wit her ass up to his nose, prayin lord please don’t label me like dem hoes, im good, I know u know, this jus da way life goes, blowin like a bubble in the every day struggle, the past n the future in a present day juggle, tryna escape this concrete jungle, so she fuckin em crazy for a fee, crazily she thinkin this here last day to be, suicide to homicide who is it gonna be, I may be fuckin him but I swear he screwin me, so lord why not this mothafucka ova me, slowly, she readjustin history, her story, were stories, fairy tales to war stories, whore stories, damsel in distress waitin in mess, undress, n she forgets the rest, mind disappears somewhere close to death, knowin this aint no where found in the bible, so she turns a devils bridal under the promise of survival.....

n imma come back to this later... im late for class.

even my heart cries, but who cares.

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