Strophe zu "Lose Yourself"

[Dave_der_Dude]

[Die weitere Strophe zu "Lose Yourself" vom/ gestrigen Abend,/ die zwecks/ Feedback,/ etwas verkatert in der Rhymecypher kopiert wurde]

Now I’m looking back at him: | A ghost of past, already slim
Since starting in this hell of his | trailer park he gained so far
a stable income rapping skits. | The Curtains Up – he manifests
[-] All he ever wanted from life: | Becoming a white [-]
Artist in black music. | He got to have tried
Even if it takes a dip, | beating him and leaving in
Vain his whole live | like erythrocytes
The red blood cells you | stay with alive (/ Stay-in-alive)
ABBAndoning him at the pit. | The point be(-)low(.) he cannot sink.
Instead of quitting adequate | he raged like hell in heaven-myths.
He killed the kings, he took their heads, | decapi-tated ‘em
Like Jacques Pierre did it to | Maxi-milien
He crowned the one so frowned upon | by flipping scripts like (/Night) Shyamalan
Everyday rememberin’ | what helped him when he fell in shit,
No friends around, the parents missed, | no family, no leverages,
Havin’ only pen an’ ink | You have to get away from this an’


You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it…

(tu mich noch bissle schwer, ob der auf den lose yourself Beat passt - konstuktive Kritik immer erwünscht)

 

[flaflafla]

ein meisterwerk. soll ich dr. dre anrufen?

 

[pokusa]

my hood is gheddo, freestyle, thoughts like plato
voice falsetto, vomit, mashed potatoe

 

[Dave_der_Dude]

ein meisterwerk. soll ich dr. dre anrufen?

Thanks buddy, apprecheated

But for the time it takes you to call him;
About that: Its waisted,
I doubt he would mail back
Hes down in my basement
Clouded in Haze and
The rest of the coke we
Snorted last night,
Cornered by mices
Recording some tryes
Told me its the hundered and fiftyth - Hes awful with lies
We all know he's a perfectionist...