Bullet Truth

Bullet Truth

A Poem by casablancavic

Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm bulletproof yeah
I'm a shove on my bullet truth vest
Snitching is a sport now so please do tell
It's the man with the clientele here to rock you well
That's all you get
I'm a shove on my bullet truth vest
I'm a shove on my bullet truth vest
So remember don't get to slippin' cause they get to flippin'
You wanna continue on, it's best to be stripped
I can tell you that it's getting harder every-time I try to resist
Wanna know what it's like to be me
To you my dear I will try to reveal
If I ruled the world and everything in it - sky's the limit
I turn thousands to milli's - it's time to renovate the ceiling
Don't wanna stop to the top it's a rat race
Slang all the white who cruise wit the tan who
 If I was you then I would do what I have to
So if you see a man in red white and blue
And the two Brazilian beauties come in to clean my lagoon
But movin the crowd is somethin that they can't do!
Silly mortals haven't a clue
Let's do it like a train and I'll be the caboose
Playin like kids I think you want me to spank you
Never been a sucker for love
Never been the type to bend or budge
This is the life of a this is the life for us
Are you tryin to have yourself a good time or what?
Come here.. let me whisper in yo' ear wassup
Well it is my turn to come
I do it for the poet I do it for the thug
They do it for the dough me I do it for the love
I'm on the train headin uptown freestylin'
Advanced Step In Innovative Mobility
But I'm in my princely robe simply rich
I'm knee-deep in the game and it ain't what I thought
It ain't a movie dogg
Why deal with the devil knowin' that I got a truce with God?
I'm cool with pops and I'm cool with moms
And why the industry keep saying to keep it movin' on
Reclaim your throne I'm the king of this castle
Reclaim your throne I'm the king of this castle
Drinkin Grand Mariner by the barrel
I'm prince of the city
So now we gettin' down to the nitty of the gritty
I'm from Queens I'ma rep to the fullest
Headed to the hood to hang out wit all the hoodlums
To the groove I'm smooth like a hit from a buddha
Give a bum a holla toss em' a couple dollas
clockin the dollas goin all across the globe tourin
Go to your house red dot scope your crib
Bounce to your momma house pack your s**t
 I need you to sit down for a minute relax your feet
 I bought a couple 9 s plus the K's with me
 Cause if you keep watchin the game every week
 Go ahead Draft Me you all are my new family
Step to the ladder like a playa now I'm pimping
 I'm the Prince of Rap that's how we livin
 Now watch how we spin it.
 Or blowing out your birthday candles just to make a death wish
 Do some acrobatics till it lead to your arrest
 You touch a dime of mine thug and your a*s dead
 So when you in your room you playing with your Mac-10
 Troop it gets so bad I make you wanna wear a vest
And I keep spittin as long as these kittens buy it
 Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
 But all you sucker MC it a must that I diss you
 But I swear to you as to God's almighty truth
 But know that we can take it any place you wanna take it to
 I'm alright and imma play it cool
 I gots to make a move and make it soon
 In good and bad times we'll always make it through
To all the cool chickens center stage on the mic
 You work late nights just to keep on the lights
 Gotta put in that work every day and just put it on the line
 Let's hit the club and get it on tonight
 And the sisters that be keeping this right when I be on the mic
 The product is mine beat on the rhyme
 I want a raspberry lemonade baby and whatever yo name is on the side
 Good guy bad guy we each gotta die
So here's the microphone show me what you can do
 Because..What Ever That Maybe Baby I Will Do That Too
 know you a young single parent out strugglin they think you a fool
 Here is somethin' that's gonna make you move and groove
 You e rocking a party trying so hard to get loose
 So if I want you believe I'm gonna get you
 I had my own issues that I was trying to get through
 I'm in a different city about to rock a different venue
I'm not with different crews
 Some say that rap's alive it turns out that I'm the proof
 wanna know who break the rules then you should know that im the dude
 Parked my Ferrari now I'm back in the coup
 In times of war we need somebody raw rally the troops
 Come on y'all and feel the groove
 all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.
 Now baby come and tell me what I need to do

© 2018 casablancavic


Author's Note

casablancavic
This is still in the works.

Just a rap song that is developing

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Added on October 27, 2018
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casablancavic
casablancavic

Vancouver, Canada



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