Wednesday 21 March 2012

my story



Im a young short black bloke tryna make a living. Jumping on every track and making sure that I’ll be killing. Tryna make ma mama proud and prove I chose the right path so consequentially I’ll specially stand out. Ma big sis thinks im wasting ma time with the music but on the contrary ma listeners think im fantastic. People be feeling me telling me im incredible so thinking im a failure? Thats intangible.According to the oracle, my story or my chronicle is just so freaking logical. Failure is illogical.was on my own but now I got a deal; working on my second mixtape: Keeping it real. I believe in my manager. Mayne he’s got the verve. Always striking deals for me on his BB curve, cools my nerve, brings joy in topsy-terve and of course we on course.we aint gon swerve.
 I never thought I’d be a rapper. I thought I’d be a singer but either ways and anyways my memory will linger. I got the fame. People scream my name. now I meet my music lovers and they sorta go insane.i remember so vividly; niggas be always mocking, now they be respecting me cos soon im gon be legendary. I gotta get that pedigree so they gon stop dissing me. Haters infuriating me, they really getting to me but….. I keep on rapping, never stopping, keep on hoping that I’ll make it to the top. Always rock and rarely flop.keep it up and make em clap. Its my time; tick-tock : boom!. Im ‘bout to blow up get the money; tycoon. I rap properly and get the people loving me. Pages on Yonkers had peeps goin bonkers. I cant wait. Im so freaking anxious. Wanna hit the stage and get the people delirious.
See as I start on my own, na e hard pass stone but now I got a lot of people who believe in my skill. Yh they gave me a deal so im keeping it real. This be my second mixtape. E go be no mistake. I just dey hope say every single move go source sake of even though e no be easy man just dey force. I will keep on going on. Always rap and nevr pause cos I know a time will come I will sweep all the awards. Ah Nyumor. Mendaboshie. Medawaase pii. I feel cool. No ski. Im feeling great like Alexander. I look up to the skies whenever  im feeling  under. Im gon make it. I know I will so, please pay attention to ma flow so I can get the dough.