Suicide Letter

[Spyder]

Listen… I cant control when it is my time ends
That’s why my rhyme sends lyrics so vibrant.
Cause when I spit I want the world to hear my voice
Sit and rejoice
listen to my problems so they can make a different choice
sometimes its like whats the point, but I continue on
reminiscin on all the places that ive been and gone.
Shit in this song is true feelings its more than text
Not ready for whats ahead I cant afford whats next
Im absorbin in the shit around me tryin to drowned me
In tears lookin at my fears its astounding.
But death comes… I mean I know shit happens
I know its tragic but I just cant quit askin.
Man its magic, one-minute im alive and well
High as hell, then the next minute I might as well
Be dead my lifes gone stale, its like a nightmare
And right there is a bullet my head just might wear.

I think back on what life use to be
All the rappers usin beats so soothinly
I wanted to change the way I choose to be
They made music seem so new to me.
So I started rhymin
Listened to a beat figured out the timin
Played it back in fact must ended up rewindin
That shit 100 times n’ I kept on tryin.
I wasn’t backin down from the task at hand
Gonna be rich well at least that’s the plan
Til shit hit the fan as hard as a disaster can
Sent me back packin layin tracks again.
Never sent any of my tapes out for inspection
I guess I just couldn’t handle the rejection
Rather lift this tech ‘n spray your neck ina second
I got respect so mother fuck a life lesson.
Sprintin from problems but the faster I run
Nothin here compares to the laps that ive done
Caused havoc with actions til backwards I spun
But this shit aint over til the last verse is sung.

Shit everything accumulatin could you take it
Don’t want to sleep because as soon as you wakin
You know youll get that fuckin news you hated
Till depressions normal and your mood aint changin.
If lifes what you make it, mine must be a monopoly
Comin on to me then splitin wit cash like armed robbery
Harms gotten me but see I keep my head up
Because if livin is this bad then fuck, death must
Be much worse than this, so every verse I spit
I try to curse you with this absurd music.
So all these drugged out kids with herbs can get
Away instead of endin in a hearse from it.
If you care you may have noticed this
Lately ive just been in some emotion pit
Soon as I go to spit its just my vocals get
Tired and weak I cant control the shit.
But that’s shit in the past its over with
Im here to stay and now explodin hits.

[Enimee]

i like this, consistent flow...and good vocab

[Spyder]

thanks Enimee