Listen to the audio file attached. This was something I did a long time ago. It is amazing how your style changes as time progresses.
Im bout to spit the truth to ya how it really is,
This is the world in which we all live,
Stench in the air
From all the souls we done killed,
Our battlefield is full, covered, and filled,
Cuz we dealin a deal with our flesh for a feely feel,
Or better yet for a puff of a philly feel,
Now ya cookies got stole I call it a quick steal,
Another soldier down, bullet in the chest,
Right next to his grandma recently laid to rest,
All because he wanted the girl to be impressed,
Or she wanted to tease guy with a short dress;
But in my mind I am a bit perplexed,
Why would one digress, when they could progress?
By living in today's riches and being quiet blessed.