7G-MC: Scapbook - My Story

[[Seven]]

Just before I get into this shit... Theres no topic.. I dont wont 'feed back' its just my vent space.. Im going to put shit in here, i dont care if it rhymes or is wack.. i dont care if u dont like it.. im not asking U to read it...

If u wanna feed it, keep it positive.. this is my heart my life my shit... dont fuck wit it.. aiight...

take it like that

[[Seven]]

By any means Ill get there To the top that is
I do it my way not being fair Just doing my biz

Take the lead and die Of that I insist
I was born to fly high And Im not stopping with fists

Drop my bomb shells swiftly Like Aussie Hip Hop Proud
When I step to the stage yall beta halla out loud

Cause im repping the streets im repping the dirt
I'm repping where I come from brining wit me the hurt

Tearing my shirt from my chest for effect
Ill rip my enemies hard like zappin insects

Respect on my side turns to Westpect
Bringing scouts looking with burning prospects

Infectious lyrics contaminate your mind
you and me deep down already crossed the great devid

We been down there together in the dirt all alone
But now we on the move up to take on the throne

Listen im a peoples person but nothing specific
If you fuck with me kid meet my click and physics

Projectile motions levatate to ya sckull
I would rather bangin bitch youd rather be me pal

So stay on my good side and we wont have to meet
Last time i met outta line he left no heart beat

Dont try and cheat me i count my lines
match my bars mostly but remember they still mine

What i say in and out of rap still goes tomorrow
I dont regret my actions shit dont even feel the sorrow

If you could youd ask me for cash to borrow
But im a peoples person man not a bank though

Sharing shit in this place is the best to do
Hearing the news first means i got a foot on u

Chest to the ground man you bout to let go
I ask god once no i tell him then blow

Pullin strings from heaven nah just workin the streets
Skullin drinks not behaving ma works with the beats

Im Tricking noone just being who i am
Seen many puss go walkies to get sum man

Not the best way to make tomorrow come
But is thats retoric like should i blast my gun

Shit man i been living so long but im only 18
Got riches in mind but many see me a fiend

Leen over kid take a look at who is me
Can you dig this shit noway i recommend you leave



Some say its hard living on these streets
Some say its the toughest hours you'll have on ya feet

I just say kid if you can avoide it then do
Because its out here that people get swallowed fuck even you


(c) 7G-MC 2004

[[Seven]]

"have i ever told you bout the night my mate died,
the way the bullet stuck his chest a stole his fucken life...
'n' how i pulled my glock and returned with heavy fire...
and killed a poor kid of that, im no liar...
people wonder why i am so differnt these days..
what happend that made me change off my ways...
I grew from a child to man in 4 shots balzed,
my memory stricken all went white and hazed...

I have to live everyday with these dirty hand,
undstand I dont want it to come out while i stand...
I am a fool who turned from Christ and yet I pray
That when I killed that kid god wouldnt fret but say,
"You done wrong, only ask and your forgiven..."
How can I when the pain is just fucken beginning...
I never told a soul except god of this evil brining...
No words I say can console, not even through singing
I did the worst you could imagine and thats my secret..
The way i exhale my suffering is way to infrequent,
I did what i did so I wasn't taken next,
The way i feel cant be explained even through text..

[That night I grew from a worthy kid to a pathetic man, ]
[Through the actions brought from these very hands, ]
[Theres no way to say what I did was right, ]
[No matter how dirty it woulda been, the fight, ]
[I stole a life and thats a mortal sin ]
[I'd fold this very strife and give up being the king.. ]

It was in the news as somthing minor,
I was sure i would be caught but i played it finer,
Now i stand here alone, the path never walked before,
No one to turn to by my mic and my thoughts...
I can dig up the articales of 2006 that night,
How my brother died and i failed to do right...
Between you and me i wish i was dead...
But suicide I cant comtemplate, i dread,
Its against my religion in ever way,
All my eternal thought will someday fade,
Understand, what you cant understand is me,
Let it be but i'll never forgive that I'll never be free

[That night I grew from a worthy kid to a pathetic man, ]
[Through the actions brought from these very hands, ]
[Theres no way to say what I did was right, ]
[No matter how dirty it woulda been, the fight, ]
[I stole a life and thats a mortal sin ]
[I'd fold this very strife and give up being the king.. ]


(c) 7G-MC 2002 (This sum year 7 shit homie)

[[Seven]]

I sit at the back of the bus tryna spit it right,
Sitting tight with a mad rap in my deadly sight,
Done with spittin shit this is me risin up,
When i wlk by yall will say 'ey wassup',
So I got my paper and pen ready to fight,
The thought lingers in my head, im incredibly hyped,
ready to put the neatest shit ever to this game,
steady foot, need to ballance 'sa heavy shift to fame,
i need to put my ability to 5th and lift the clutch,
like stealing all those cars i'm adrenaline rushed,
no time to check over my shoulder now,
i'll take this shit on the run, cant stop when i foul,
Ima be on this peak till i cant breath,
in the dark typing away call me freak of the thieves,
but i aint steallin these lines thats why im unique,
i make em up on this spot, minds ever on the seek,
im on the brink of destruction but im going to win,
i've commited mass sins but still blasting kins',
ill kill or be killed in fighting to the top,
but either way mother fuckers, better vacate the spot!

(c) 7G-MC 2007

[[Seven]]

Skit...

Topics gunna be... Young-P... Aiight.. the time right now is 2.39 (well its about to tick over ahahah)

Start!

I used to crush the cookie just to see how it crumpled
Now im crushing yound p just ta let him know he stumbled
Your but a thimble in the sewing box that im bout to break
Nimble child listen quick you motivations gone to waist
Coz in a verse Ill drop ya with no multies just one hit
Disperse ya brain cells proply devastate ya skit

Blocked up...

I dont stand for fakes or pussys and you happen to be both
And once a child this man fort to live life to the most
So ill be back to cracking skulls and holding down the post
While you run around with cash stashed up no battles won to boast
Young P defeat me -- heha its like the moon around the sun
Younging listel up g -- you death bound and spun
An option taken righteth is backing off my turf
I maintain a high standard so go out and catch the surf
Costal town country feel you aint been through shit
come through keilor downs and feel wat its like to be hit\

FUck this.. His aiight.. just fake to me.. i dunno.. his a frail wee chap

[[Seven]]

Dont fuck with a man with nothing to loose,
you aint been here before, aint been in these shoes
you aint sold that crack hits aint hit the deck hard
dont retail mac fits or fail to spar

back to this.. i feel it getting somewhere