So Much More

[Ticalrecords]

Aite well I wrote this song to Novel's So Much More - its a SICK beat with a great hook. I'm wondering whether I should keep the second verse in or let one of my friends feature on it, tell me what yall think.

Can you believe it, my eyes show jet black/
hair in strands, skin is just one tone less than/
all the legends, I call attention, to my facial features,
because I cant seem to find anything else to fill the place of meter/
look at me im seventeen,
looking like I need a extra dosage of keratin/
spent too much time near fumes yeah now its embarrassing,
got my clothes smellin like I showered in kerosene/
a fuck up drugged up, been mugged, cuffed, and stuck up/
sucked up in world of haze, giving my head a blood rush/ I
was born in a mansion with a sprawling lawn/
a two car garage, what the hell can I call my calling card?/
never raised in the ghetto, I can’t even describe the smell/
cuz shit look at me, im alive and well/ aside from hell,
I can’t imagine a place of desolation,
maybe it’s the media desperation to show every trace of renovation/
I don’t know maybe something is missing/
a reactant for a reaction, no wonder nothing is fizzing/ I
cant explain this rap shit, nor can I defend or contemplate my actions,
all I know is that the pen touches the page and that’s it/
I know I shouldn’t bitch about my circumstances,
but the use of these words enhances, the feeling of purpose and it/
just makes me realize as I sit here behind this oak front door/
I don’t know why but I just need so much more/


honest to god, id rather be a good has been, then a could-have been/ a
nd god forbid I miss my chance if it should happen/ I
don’t wanna be working behind my desk hard seat and a pencil,
disappointed thinking I never reached my potential/
you say its an exaggeration, I display my exasperation,
to convince you this isn’t a play on my imagination/
cuz Yo man look how far I’ve come,
and shit man take a look at the property bar im from/
I don’t belong here I knew it, god gave me the wrong ear for music,
and strong fear of losing, so the question becomes can I conquer the looming/
pressore – cuz im already on the threshold,
already my chest holds, heavy with hell’s heart nestled/
I believe in the blessed, I breathe in regrets/
exhale disappointment and leave in the rest/
everyone seems to live with a pardon or a hardship/
every rappers been shot at or at least served as a target for a marksmen/
and that’s complete shit, cuz that only means/
that im the only one left oh for three/
but that’s life and ill take it for what its worth/
and ill condense my message into four fuckin words…/
I Will NOT Lose./ failure is an option that I will not choose,
I hate this im sick of waiting/ I’ll start backpedaling before I even think of breaking/

[Ticalrecords]

seriously? bump

[classthe_king]

Your flow was horrible. Try and match the lines up more, don't have one line with like double the syllables as another line, it makes it sound awful