My rymes are ~"explosive"~ there mentally ~"corossive"~ im blowin up and its about time i get ~"noticed"~ im finnaly lyrically ~"focused"~ words keep come'n ~"steady"~ flip switch im ~"ready"~ fuck yuh shiney cars 'n ~"cloths"~ iv battled harder ~"foes"~ everybody ~"Knows"~ the crowd go's were ever ICE ~"flows"~ people blowin me up so much rap'ns like my ~"chore"~ plzz "give us more" hahah who woulda ~"knew"~ that white kid can spit better then ~"you"~ in lets beef ima well known ~"name"~ lost count of the cats i retired from the "~Game"~ battled so many ~"fakes"~ got suckerd by so many ~"snakes"~ so i said fuck it lets raise the ~"stakes"~ new crews every ~"week"~ they need my shit cuz they to ~"weak"~ lol half the people who read my shit dont even understand ~"rap"~ but they know i blew it off like a champaine ~"cap"~ and its kinda funny, i got no insperations...i just never knew i would take it this ~"far"~ but i geuss its true know body really knows who they ~"are"~ cuz i truly get better after every ~"bar"~ im rich wit the ~"text"~ lyrically breakin ~"necks"~ not ~"flexed"~ whos ~"next?"~ im one of the ~"best"~ ill make you ~"rest~" in ~"pieces"~ soon after ull be meetin ~"jesus"~ im kick back eat some ~"rieces"~ thinkin about the next time i spit a few ~"lines"~ hit it off like some land ~"minds"~
Unknown "MY Bro- Mitten:)" Evasive - 16 years, 4 months, 3 days ago

the rymes aint flow'n...my talent aint show'n did i fall offa the top? is this proof white boys dont belong in hip hop? my mind is so stuck.....im left here thinkin what the fuck?...damn i musta ran outa luck.....feels like my head just got hit by a truck...i tryed and tryed to get my game back....cant seem to get my head on track...thoughts keep bounce'n fuckin up everything i try pronounce'n...lets just face it....duno if i can replace it....losein my game...damn i feel ashame...this beat cant even bring out the lyrical heat...feels like im ona bed of fire in bare feet....im thinkin about violence but still sittin here in silence....sounds like depression.....but i think i lost my raw aggresion...cant even beat wack mc's..or fake shit talkin og's...so im beggin you god please...why you got my mind blank i know theres gadda be more then this left in the tank....aint no way my ship has sank...there aint no loose lips around...so why you got me down beggin on the ground? let me stand up and go pound for pound....and let these people hear how my voice sound..cuz with out rap i got nothin els.....why cant the words pop up like the used to? i was sick with out the flu...i have no conclusion to come to....why am i so confused? why dose my head for some reason seem used?...why the fuck are my skill's shrinkin....got me mad dog thinkin....to many rissin questions...is my shit die'n like cancer? can some one please provide an anwser?....im at a loss of vocab...what happend to my intense flow cab?...i wanna take out this gun and end it...and no i will not fuckin pretend it and that word play is not flex'd...so god please tell me whats next?...not only in rap...but life is this how its always gunna be? the path of depression and no money? why dident i use my brain and get good grades....dont wanna be a trentch digger i hate spades...why dose it all gadda be so hard? droppin out school? fuck ima retard...for that this is the path that i embark...damn it aint pritty...grimy and dark...but shit why's it always tough? ridged and ruff...its so hard to not give up and lay down..why am i addicted to the way a gun sound?...i know my life is kinda sloppy so im sendin this one out to anyone that wanna copy...lise to the ones that show you love...and yes you will rise above fuck your morels and intensions...walkin this path only leads to more detentions got me pissed off in other dementions...this life is worse then any school suspentions....broke as jobs workin for fat ass slobs...gettin fired for nothin...shoulda lisend the peers wernt bluffin...im runnin out of air...sick and tired of watchin other people and thinkin this aint fair...is this life a blessin?....cuz from my point of view its a painfull lessin...more let downs and depression....so what happend to the plans you had when growing up?....makein the big bucks and blowin up?...to bad they got pissed away...thats all i have to say...im fallin mayday...
Unknown "MY Bro- Mitten:)" Evasive - 16 years, 6 months, 4 days ago

One of the things I've grown to ~learn~ A lotta fools choke when it's they ~turn~ I know that I should have no ~concern~ But I gotta lotta MC's to ~burn~ When I come through the sun is ~lit~ And when I come through I come to ~spit~ and when i see you its heads i ~split~ why you talkin?, all i can hear is ~static~ all yo rymes is so ~dramatic~ id like to take yuh down slow but its ~a.u.t.o matic~ Let's ~drop it~, same ~topic~ Yo, come on, homie, now ~stop it~ Why should I put the mic in yo hands if you can't even ~rock it?~ You gotta dig in ~deep,~ no time to ~sleep~ When they play the ~beat,~ gotta bring in the ~heat~ cuz these white boys will take you off yo ~feet,~
that is somethin you might not ~believe~ but i gadda hole lotta tricks up my ~sleeve~ cuz the show aint over untill i ~leave~ I don't need no intro, no outro, in ~essential~ Just my ~utensil~ and my ~instrumental,~ with just a few ~words~ i have yuh like flea'n ~herds~ iv heard about this boy ~killa phrilla~ get to close 'n this knife will ~spill yuh~ belleville boys get no ~respect~ all they gettin is ~neglect~ ill have yuh whole click livin in ~Fear~ just cuz you had the thought of steppin ~near~ and now that we have that ~clear~ iv got you in the cross hairs ~deer~ we got that ~rifle~ im laughin cuz you so ~frightfull~ what happend to be'n all "hard?" ( lol ) all you fools is ~flex'n~ better come hard cuz im spittin ~pre-fection~ the verse is ~laid~ betta grab your 1st ~aid~ cuz there aint gonn be no ~second guess'n~ that was your 1st and final ~lesson~
me and my boys will end yuh whole ~Crew~ FUCK B M ~W~
Unknown "MY Bro- Mitten:)" Evasive - 16 years, 7 months, 4 days ago

let me give you a lil SHOUT//
your a wack rapper just acti'n OUT//
thats why ima beat you again...no DOUBT//
u think ur lines flow like water but geuss what theres a DROUGHT//
When you got up on the stage the hole crowd PROTESTED//
you left the stage cuz its me they REQUESTED//
If bad rhymes were illegal youd be ARRESTED//
If bad rhymes were bugs youd be INFESTED//
you need to stop with all that dumb SHIT//
cuz fuckin wit mitch you get your head SPLIT//
my hits are somethin like lava cuz i got HOT FLOW//
and trust me dawg these slugs aint SLOW//
to this rap game im the PICASSO//
duno why you think your some kinda PIMP//
you more like 50cent wit a LIMP//
what more hate votes? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!//
ill drive ya face into the concreat worse then a top turnbuckle PEDIGREE//
for all the people who said this white boy cant spit i DISAGREE//
so lisen B, my guns DRAWN//
still want beef? wow, now its ON//
BLAOW now you GONE//
wile you was sittin there with ya POP's//
i was polishin up my mulitple GLOCK'S//
to bust multiple SHOTS//im commin with my STRAPS//
'n i aint talkin the ones with plastic CAPS//
im talkin the ones with a big BLAST//
that'll put your ass in LAST//
lisen to this freestyle you know you gunna LOSE//
and dont blame ya loses on the BOOZ//
just admit that you SUCK//
and if you want a round two i dont give a FUCK//
so dont act like ur MR.TRICE//
cuz yes son i will MURK YOU TWICE//

Unknown "MY Bro- Mitten:)" Evasive - 16 years, 9 months, 22 days ago