" No more young " (short verse)

[MR. ROJAS]

no more young tell me why this liqour got me feelin old
exchangin stories as a young shorty clechin guns
sellin drugs i learned to make money
momma try 2 help me takin me to church
fucking with the worst none the preachers and nuns couldnt figure how far i was gone
on the front porch while the cops mug me and the homies drivin by
and in they mind they marking up a list the next mutha fucka on the block to taste the glock
never learned the yearned ways society gotta have an evil eye on me everyday
all i know is the way im this loud frustration out my chest i rep the west
and all the hate turns to entities so it has to test so many dark figures shootin at me
im tryin not to get shot walkin 8 deep im on ur street
the secret in me is 2 maintain and i hope u thinkin the same
because in this waistline it might be the 9 or four five
they never take me a live i aint tryin to die
emptying the whole clip i aint here to lace u wit just a busted lip
buck, buck, who else wants to shut the fuck up?

[RoyalPurple]

no more young tell me why this liqour got me feelin old
exchangin stories as a young shorty clechin guns
sellin drugs i learned to make money
momma try 2 help me takin me to church
fucking with the worst none the preachers and nuns couldnt figure how far i was gone
on the front porch while the cops mug me and the homies drivin by
and in they mind they marking up a list the next mutha fucka on the block to taste the glock
never learned the yearned ways society gotta have an evil eye on me everyday
all i know is the way im this loud frustration out my chest i rep the west
and all the hate turns to entities so it has to test so many dark figures shootin at me
im tryin not to get shot walkin 8 deep im on ur street
the secret in me is 2 maintain and i hope u thinkin the same
because in this waistline it might be the 9 or four five
they never take me a live i aint tryin to die
emptying the whole clip i aint here to lace u wit just a busted lip
buck, buck, who else wants to shut the fuck up?

you´re losing the rhyme, try to make words rhyme better, i see def. pac-influence here

[RoyalPurple]

no more young tell me why this liqour got me feelin old
exchangin stories as a young shorty clechin guns
sellin drugs i learned to make money
momma try 2 help me takin me to church
fucking with the worst none the preachers and nuns couldnt figure how far i was gone
on the front porch while the cops mug me and the homies drivin by
and in they mind they marking up a list the next mutha fucka on the block to taste the glock
never learned the yearned ways society gotta have an evil eye on me everyday
all i know is the way im this loud frustration out my chest i rep the west
and all the hate turns to entities so it has to test so many dark figures shootin at me
im tryin not to get shot walkin 8 deep im on ur street
the secret in me is 2 maintain and i hope u thinkin the same
because in this waistline it might be the 9 or four five
they never take me a live i aint tryin to die
emptying the whole clip i aint here to lace u wit just a busted lip
buck, buck, who else wants to shut the fuck up?

you´re losing the rhyme, try to make words rhyme better, i see def. pac-influence here

[MR. ROJAS]

when i wrote this i was keyed.....lol. thanks finally someone reads my shit and sends feedback. i guess thats why i stopped dropping by keystyles and posting music to download.