a couple days ago,i wanted to work on my flow, so i made a little exercise for myself: write a 16 in 30 minutes. this forces me to not think so hard about the lyrics and just go with the beat. iv also been to scared to come up with something shitty, but if i dont i cant make any progress. and i know people can freestyle a 16 shitloads better than what takes me 30 minutes, but i gotta start somewhere.
November 3, 2011
beat: “Take It There” produced by Black Milk
with these things running through my mind, i cant sleep
but i cant even keep my eyelids on their feet,
shut the lights off, lost in the darkness and heat
im on the bed, but i bet hells underneath me,
watching, listen to me talking,
to myself, to the dimming darkness
like a cell, in a prison, chalking
up the walls, counting down the nights that im rocking
back and forth, could you even ask for more? im not
this is paradise lost, dont confuse it,
run around here, end with up bruises,
trust me on that, dont try prove it,
go insane, drop your marbles and lose it
so stupid, i cant even understand
what would even drive a man, to be damned by his own hand,
maybe the light of the day, maybe the sun
maybe the brightness of rays kill one, kill one
arghh that wasnt that great.. o well..
