Old rap I wrote, Epitaph of a Rock Dealer TW, drugs

Woke up in the morning and I’m feeling pretty tight
I smoke a spliffy in a jiffy and I’m feeling alright
Everyone in my neighborhood is smoking it up
The Da’s office is chokin it up in cases
Let’s face it
You can’t get it off the street
Your dirty hand and my dollar
Is gonna meet

I’m cruising down the street and I spot and old customer of mine
I’m thinking he just wants to
Cop a little dime
Next thing I know he pulls out a nine
Then kaboom.

Next thing I know
I’m a cold slab in a room.
Dang
I guess I can’t slang my rock no more.

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Nice, I like it.

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Thanks bud! I have a recording of this rap and you can hear my friend playing Nintendo in the background with his controller clicking lol!

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Hmm. . .

Kaboom!.

Woah!.

Like Woah!.

After Reading Such Explosive Musical Material, I Am Floating In The Egyptian Territory Of Astonishment!.

Keeps It Kools!.

Like ‘How To Disappear Completely’, Only About Drug’s And Not Perfection. . .

Never Give Up, @Montezuma…, Never . Give . Up (!!!).

Man…, Kaboom… Man, Jus Crazy… . …

~P.s. Hope, Trust, True Love, Honesty, Joy, And Endlessly Eternal Peace!.~ :owl: :spider_web: :owl:

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Oh I’m fine, thank you though. :slight_smile:

I wrote this about ten years ago when I was living in a very violent and impoverished city.

Just seeing so much crazy stuff inspired it, really.

Take care. :v:

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