Some Of My Written Stuff

[YoungTune.]

Untitled Rap

Yeah
I Hope You Feel My Like Blind People
& I’m A Martian That’s My People
How Can I Live When I’m So Lethal
Uneven Bitch, We Can Never Be Equal
& My Swagg Is Sharper Than A Needle
Your Flow’s Bad, Mines Is Evil
No Regrets, & I Can Never Stop Till’ That Line Goes Flat
Your Under My Feet Like A Doormat
My Flow Is Like a River,
Hungry, & This Beat Is My Dinner, I’m The First Place Winner
You Are A Beginner, & My Flow Is Badder Than A Sinner,
I’m Goin In, Just Like The Innards
The Money’s At My brain Center
Like The Pizza Man I Deliver,
Bitches Gone Raw Like A Bad Liver
Flows Cold, On The Track Makin’ Beats Shiver
I’m Goin’ For the Gold, So You Can Take Silver
I Might Not Know You, But That Money looks Familiar
In The Booth I’m A Killa, I Can kill Ya
I’m Movin Out To Space, Outer Space
Higher Than An Ace, Ain’t A Part Of The Human Race
Flow Go Harder Than the Base
Killin Beats In The Booth & I Don’t Leave A Trace
& I Can Make Your Eyes Close Like we Sayin Grace
Runnin’ In The paper Chase
I’m Crazy Like A Cave Man
Dark Nigga, Like A Slaves Skin
Only 1 Thing I Do, & That’s Win
& I’ma Be An Animal Till’ The End
Doom’s Day For This Beat, The End
World Domination, That’s My Plan
When Under Pressure I become A Monster,
They Say Money Talks Well I’m The Announcer
I Just Do it, Like Nike Is My Sponser
I Got Plenty Time left, still a Youngsta
You the Prey, I’m The Hunter
Jumped On This Track Like A Bouncer

Peaceee



Space Boy Flow

Yeahh
Space Boy Flow, Not From Earth
I Kill Beats & Theres No Rebirth
Eat Rappers Like Where’s Desert & Now I’m Back To On Planet earth
I’ma Monster Please Don’t Come Near Me
& The Instruments, They All Fear Me
No Regrets Cus I Live Life, Say Good Bye To The World & then Take Flight
I Go Up & I Never Come Down
Sittin’ On Cloud 9, There Is No Ground
At the top, But Still I Climb
I Won’t stop Till The World Is Mine
Stay Fresh, So Sanitary
At War With The Booth & The Flows Military
I’m Real Never Been Imaginary
Got The Planet In My Hand, That’s A lot To Carry
Swagg Sick But There Is No Cure
My Mind Always Open Like Church Doors
Explosive Like Some C4,
Gasoline Comin’ Out My Pores I’ma Torch
Get Scorched & Good Bye, I’m Gone Now I Fly, Up High Cloud 9


I Don't Really Like Writing But I'ma Start To get Into It, To Improve My Abilities On The Mic, Feedback Please

[-Nino-]

Re: Some Of My Written Stuff

This shit is raw..

[YoungTune.]

Re: Some Of My Written Stuff

This shit is raw..

Thanks Bro, I'm Workin On Some More Now

[Enigma]

Re: Some Of My Written Stuff

Sounds like you tried to be wayne but turned to leftovers.

[YoungTune.]

Re: Some Of My Written Stuff

Sounds like you tried to be wayne but turned to leftovers.

Well Thanks For The Constructive Criticism Appreciate It