Freestyle Challenge ... For the poet in you?!
Question: Just keep it clean... and use these words!
? Heart
? Harmony
? Misery
? Track
? Fast lane
? Create
? Demons
? Conquer
? Game
? Hustle
Answers: Just keep it clean... and use these words!
? Heart
? Harmony
? Misery
? Track
? Fast lane
? Create
? Demons
? Conquer
? Game
? Hustle
From the heart I compose, with harmony I recite flows,
Use the mind to bring misery to all haters at my shows,
Track I stay on is the fast lane, I create classic music,
Demons had a chance to trap me but them dumb bastards blew it,
So I conquer the game with my ultimate hustle fame,
selling caine in the rain to ugly underaged dames
many say its a hustle game, nonthing but misery living in a fast lane, the govement just want to conquer thangs
demons out playing evil games if you got the heart than do the right thang but this is life you cant change me
cause I am on track cause I am racing making new plays for the oppisit team and we need every thing good or bad that make harmony
I spark wen I freestyle man it comes from the heart.
I make misery with lines wen I dont even cuss.
I gotta keep harmony like I was one of the bones
I can do it peacefully without grabbin the chrome.
Eason spitting on a roll on a fast lane track.
How you better and my rearview shows that u in the back?
I draw pictures in my mind that is not discrete.
But to understand em you got to sit and think.
I conquer these MC's like it's Dungeons And Dragons.
With little to no effort, it's not a hassle.
This is the game of life, ima hustle for it.
Dont like me? You may like my fist.
Yea, dis is da cipher lol.
Conflicted: I give you ur props for dat verse man. U came hard wit it.
Conflicted: Thats wat I do, especially wen given words.....too easy lol.
i'm bored so i guess...
Born again, my *heart* starts, beat jumping from heart to heart/
i guess i need a heart to heart, pain in my chest, like yo its a dart in my heart/
*Hustle* on the street, wounds of the world inflicted in scars but still i'm tryna *create* *harmony*/
Its hard to see, living in the *fast lane*, wrong side of the *track*, but the *game* is a part of me/
Finally, i start to see the *demons* surrounding me, behind enemy lines but the other side is stronger/
Waiting on death's door, but like Ye' i cant wait any longer, God talking to me like divide and *conquer*/
I got the reaper chasing me, born again but i'm hatin me, my heart starts but its over when my heart stops
Had my heart to heart, my marriage to *misery* ends like death did us part/
bleh. structure is off.
Im in this game for the husltle you cats weak like a midget kidneys and his muscles, figthing demons daily in the fast lane in sumter county snow money not slow money got this girls going crazy, eyes red still feeling the misery from my father leaving me.I try to conquer my pain with a bottle or drugs staying on the wrong track is where my heart is leading me.I was born without harmony so I created a fort ,learned the game ,got the name both from Harmony Ct. Slim Goody their is no other.
In my most darkest hour
with the death of a flower
i see that most things are brought on by misery
and everything i touch makes me dizzy
living in the fastlane
my life feels lame
and the bigest demons
where the ones with no reason
but i had to use my heart
and i had to use harmony
to bring joy into this dark hour
where light could escape the darkness in the flower
my heart would create the track
to my run to the light
the life i had could no longer be a game
i had to take myself to fame
was it really over....the hustle
were the demons really gone
well when i thought id drown
the harmoney and light i had
saved me from the misery
and now i know i could live my life happy
MISERY loves company/
I have my DEMONS to blame/
They tend to disrupt the HARMONY I CREATE in the GAME/
Im on a fast TRACK in the FAST LANE
To CONQUER the HEART in you lames/
Im troublesome in rhyme scuffles while my HUSTLE remains
I'm here to conquer in this game of spades/As I watch my partner chop that ace of hearts that was played
Now we're on track for victory/in perfect harmony about to leave the other team in misery
And honestly I don't care if their fellings get hurt/my inner demons keep tellin me to yank up their skirt
So I listen, and we set 'em cause we're more than able/not only that I refuse to get up from this table
P.S. fast lane, yes i'm bored but this should be okay for 37 seconds of thought.
my flow pumps contiously my blood from your heart/ Harmony is a state of mind that buddah is about/keep my mind on track never quick to react/ the demons in my head bring misery in pain/ need to conquer them to stay ahead in this game/ hustle beats talent when talent dont hustle/words to live by when you live in the fast lane/create more lines then a tertis grand master/