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The Tom Jones of Rap
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Infidelity
wrote this sh*t a few months back and never finished it. sure some dudes can relate to this.
We've all told that white lie, then sworn we're the nice guy And prayed our names aint stained or blamed in the wife's eyes Wife, girl, spouse or your significant other But once the secret's uncovered, she's found a different lover And now youre wishin another brother aint under them covers Hittin it raw 'cus you remember she dont f*ck with them rubbers Tryna recover, youre buyin her gifts n' hopin it works But women see through all that sh*t, like a soaking shirt I wrote this verse to speak on how commitment failed Restricted d*ck to single chicks, so now I'll script the tale Got home one night, the moment that I stepped in the room Her womens intuition caught on to the scent of perfume Shw waited a month or two, so I didnt clock her games Stepped out of the car one day n' found the locks were changed Shirts and socks in flames in the garden outside I pardoned my pride, without a home it's hard to survive So I'm down on my knees, begging and she's starting to cry I'm asking her why the tears like she's gaspin for life There's a chance that it might have nothin' to do with my infidelity But no such luck, now look who's payin' the penalty Neighbour next door comes out and starts playin' the referee Keepin' her back while she screams n' attacks, now I'm the enemy I'm prayin' she's lettin' off steam, you know how girls get Months pass and I'm callin' her, but still no word yet Disturbed, stressed and learnt best, I know I was wrong I'm close to begging for her back, playin' Jodeci songs Still though....I kept on, even callin her friends Spent so much on sayin' sorry, cant afford any rent The more pennies spent, the quicker that I learnt the lesson fast A year of flowers and calls, now I've earnt a second chance Now she's asking for sh*t like shoes and breast implants Who'da guessed I'd dance to her tune, no questions asked Im vexed n' past the point of buyin' her lunch I'm dry on the funds, try eatin at McDonalds for once But now this sh*t is turnin' drastic, b*tch is kinda psychotic Blind to the topic of trust, she thinks my lyin' is chronic Demonic traits enter her body the minute I leave the house Where you goin? Who you with? She starts swimmin' in seeds of doubt Now I think I dont need this spouse, dont need the stress 'Cus everytime she sees my phone, she starts to read my texts Possessed with greed n' cheques, dont even lead to sex Since we hooked back up, she says that she feels depressed I'm trapped with this scat who's stacked with my cash, I'm broken down And I'm lackin' the sack to pack up her bags and throw her out She's attached to my back n' trackin' my acts, embroiled in doubt But her rack is so phat, and added to that, she holds me down So she'll moan and frown, go to town on any trace of disloyalty Grace of drama queen, n' I'm engaged to this royalty Placed in her maze and chained, some would say it's a prison cage Facing my days dismayed, afraid of her vicious rage Racin' to change this fate and break from these brittle chains Pray for a great escape and wait for this sh*t to change Friends say I'm her b*tch, her slave.... But it's lust I follow, numbs the sorrow, plus she swallows when givin' brains I could sleep on the couch, even leave my own house Take the keys n' then bounce, close our joint Visa account But if one thing in life is true.... Love's a high of such steepling amounts, no wonder that the price is too Last edited by Kobeyashi : 23-06-2006 at 11:30 PM. |
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Wassssssuppppp
Join Date: Dec 2003
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finish it i wana know the ending
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It's Aeon motherf*ckers.
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yea man, this sh*t is tight as f*ck, why wouldn't you wanna finish it? Nice concept, sick rhyming and flow, good vocab throughout, nice sh*t!
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Text Offender
![]() Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: North West London
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Bro this sh!t is slick...
"Wife, girl, spouse or your significant other But once the secret's uncovered, she's found a different lover And now youre wishin another brother aint under them covers Hittin it raw 'cus you remember she dont f*ck with them rubbers" ^^^Dam son, illness....tight rhyming and dope opening bars... "Disturbed, stressed and learnt best, I know I was wrong I'm close to begging for her back, playin' Jodeci songs" ^^^Feeling this...I'm an old school head so Jodeci brings back memories... "Demonic traits enter her body the minute I leave the house Where you goin? Who you with? She starts swimmin' in seeds of doubt" ^^^I'm often impressed with ur 'turn of phrases'... Listen K, I want this finished...lol...good content and the whole things flows like mad. ~sniper~ |
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: KILBURN!!!
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We've all told that white lie, then sworn we're the nice guy
And prayed our names aint stained or blamed in the wife's eyes ^^Im sorry but dis had me drawed in. This is an amazing opener, good use of words, lovin the use of multis here. Wife, girl, spouse or your significant other But once the secret's uncovered, she's found a different lover And now youre wishin another brother aint under them covers Hittin it raw 'cus you remember she dont f*ck with them rubbers ^^Sniper picked dese lines and folowing from your opening two lines this was a sik display of multis but keeping the story intact. Everyone can do multis but its how you use them as well as keeping the meaning behind your words. PS I do think you should finish it but only when u are on that vibe again. It is hard to go back to a piece after a long time and finish it the same way it started. Plenty of times, even now I have half finished pieces and I only finish dem off when Im on that vibe. Dont finish it for the sake of finishing it I wrote this verse to speak on how commitment failed Restricted d*ck to single chicks, so now I'll script the tale ^^ Jus loved day way dis flowed and was worded, quality stuff Shw waited a month or two, so I didnt clock her games Stepped out of the car one day n' found the locks were changed Shirts and socks in flames in the garden outside I pardoned my pride, without a home it's hard to survive ^^Again, I picked dese llines cos it shows raw talent. Lines were strung nicely Spent so much on sayin' sorry, cant afford any rent The more pennies spent, the quicker that I learnt the lesson fast A year of flowers and calls, now I've earnt a second chance Now she's asking for sh*t like shoes and breast implants Who'da guessed I'd dance to her tune, no questions asked ^^ Class!!! Demonic traits enter her body the minute I leave the house Where you goin? Who you with? She starts swimmin' in seeds of doubt Now I think I dont need this spouse, dont need the stress 'Cus everytime she sees my phone, she starts to read my texts Possessed with greed n' cheques, dont even lead to sex Since we hooked back up, she says that she feels depressed I'm trapped with this scat who's stacked with my cash, I'm broken down And I'm lackin' the sack to pack up her bags and throw her out ^^ Man I have to say you have put a smile on my face. From one lyricist to another, this piece is a work of genius. Be proud, lyrically had so many angles, showed meaning, homour, mutliples, metaphors it had the whole works. This piece had me from the first line , be proud cuz Last edited by crow like whoa : 17-12-2005 at 05:07 PM. |
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The Tom Jones of Rap
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thanks for the feed, aeon sniper n crow.
crow, i know what you mean about not goin back to a piece unless the vibe's right, Im havin trouble with that right now, so imma just leave it for a while. peace for the detailed feed and kind words. appreciated. |
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The Tom Jones of Rap
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bump....finished it off finally. feedback appreciated as always.
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Wassssssuppppp
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: OrLaNdO
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wow...this was fcuking crazy...reminded me of this song supasition wrote on his album chain letters...
good work |
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