8 bar spit

I-RoNiK

just finished writin an 8 bar an felt like postin it up... so if u got anyfin u wanna spit go 4 it.



I been sent here to "RESCUE" all the "SOULS THAT ARE DYIN"/
and ta/ wipe the "TEARS" from all those "EYES THAT BEEN CRYIN"//
ALTHOUGH/ I HAVE BEEN LYING/ INSIDE/ I HAVE BEEN TRYIN/ TO HIDE/
BUT I AIN'T BUYIN/ MY PRIDE/ CUZ NOW IT'S TIME TO DECIDE//
which of these/ ROUTES I need to TAKE for the BEST LIFE/
no more sittin at HOME/ ALONE/ cryin to a WESTLIFE//
TRACK/ because it speaks the words I DON'T WANNA HEAR/
an it/ gets me thinkin bout the THINGS THAT I FEAR//
LOOKIN AHEAD/ frontin up to all the/ THINGS THAT I DREAD/
so I believe it's ALL IN MY HEAD/ INSTEAD//
of LIVIN IN THE "REAL WORLD"/
I'M NO PINNOCHIO/ it's true... "I AM A REAL GIRL"//
STRONGER THEN I KNOW/ but i'll SHOW ya THAT I FEEL HURT/
cuz I think the/ "FLAME" has DIED/ AN NOW I "FEEL BURNT"//
"Ironic" how the/ "SMOKE STILL LINGERS"/
can't see it in the AIR but I can "SMELL IT ON YA FINGERS"//

Demon

Can't see it in the AIR but I can "SMELL IT ON YA FINGERS"//
WESTLIFE.. Nah serious f_ck all them 'POP SINGERS'//
Im GRIMEY/ Still underground, still keeping it 'REAL'//
Still SHOTTING PILLS/ Still rolling with the 'STEEL' UNDER MY HOODY//
With the BLACKED OUT HAT/ YUH SOME GOODY GOODY//
Merking everyday it aint NEW-TO-ME//
Been MCing since the day I started PUBERTY//
And all Im tryna' do is get BIG/ Im 14 I can do ANYTHING//
Buy Fire Camp's Album who's the one BENEFITING//
Pist, I aint gonna' become a MC I aint in the write SCEEN//
So I just think back when it was all good and BLAZE GREEN//
But them days have BEEN and GONE/ Now theres war on the STREETS//
Just round the corner from my yards where they MEET//
My brother got stabbed by some boys from WEST/ ITS OBSURB//
I just blaze another zoot and OBSERVE/ And its HAPPENING OFTEN//
Police say there cutting down on GUN-CRIME then get the GATLIN-OFF-THEM//