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Chopz
09-20-2007, 07:16 PM
Motherfuckers, don’t say I didn’t warn you… I’m coming with the C4 strapped to my chest, The poor like me – Sentence the upper classes to death, Slowly working away at a system can never change it in time, So lemme hit you with the hook – And tell you how we’ll do it in one night…


[Chorus]
I’m coming to get you,
So you better watch out,
With the tech in the draw,
It’s the new era now,
Why shoot something down,
When you can leave behind nothing,
Motherfucker I’m here,
And I’m blowing up London…


[Verse 1]
Perceived as a terrorist when I walk into the House of Lords,
With a phone in my hand, exposing my chest strapped with C4,
Calling out demands to the judges of the judicial system,
They can’t negotiate with terrorists, but I’m not, so they better listen,
I tell them I’m a freedom fighter fighting to improve what’s already free,
We want to have all alcohol destroyed, and reach racial equality,
At this a white man laughs, as he is sitting next to a Asian,
And they stare and look at each other, with facial expressions that’re paining,
The Asian man talks with fury, to the man who is next to him,
Asking him to elaborate, why he laughed at the demand I issued him,
And at this he backtracks, he starts to recline what he did,
Saying it wasn’t the comment but me in their presence that was humoring,
And I asked him what he meant and he looked at me and said,
That there were red marks on my chest, and that I was practically dead,
And now before I depart from this world, I give my final speech,
About how having a corrupt government, creates a corrupt community,
And so the police shot me in my neck, and with that my vest exploded,
You see the trigger was tied in with my life, but the police not knowing,
Caused a scene of dismay in London this night, as they saw the house of Lords exploding…

[Chorus]
I’m coming to get you,
So you better watch out,
With the tech in the draw,
It’s the new era now,
Why shoot something down,
When you can leave behind nothing
Motherfucker I’m here,
And I’m blowing up London…
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,
Motherfucker I'm here
And I'm blowing up London,
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,

[Verse 2]
So my brother died, but in the end he did it for a cause,
To change the system, that supply English courts with laws,
If he had died in vain, I would have never thought about what I’ll do today,
Sitting on the London Eye, Crying to myself as my mindsets estranged,
Knowing that I have to do what is condoned for our ideals and that,
But why did they make me bring my wife and children to this attack,
I thought that the decision was rash, and now I’m sitting here my doubts are back,
I turn around slowly and; calmly but carefully look into her eyes,
They say marriage creates silent communication and so she cries,
My son runs at me, and hugs me, and then he suddenly finds,
What is to be dynamite, strapped to my thighs, it’s tough,
Telling your family that our accumulated death’s good for us,
Sending us into the presence of god, I’m doing this out of love,
My wife runs at me and tries to snatch the pen in my hand,
Knowing that if she grabs it I can’t go through with my plan,
But I duck and avoid, and I kick her in her stomach, I love her,
But I must do this for the good of the people, to protect our brothers,
Maybe once I’m finished I’ll meet my brother in god’s presence,
But for now I have to either be brave, or be put to sentence,
And so I close my eyes, and I press the clip in on the pen’s side,
And as my eyelids are diminished and I see the light,
I think to myself about how this is genocide, and die.

[Chorus]
I’m coming to get you,
So you better watch out,
With the tech in the draw,
It’s the new era now,
Why shoot something down,
When you can leave behind nothing,
Motherfucker I’m here,
And I’m blowing up London…
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,
Motherfucker I'm here
And I'm blowing up London,
Mother fucker, mo-mo-motherfucker,

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This is just two verse's I key-styled in a few minutes... Added in the text and the chorus after to set it out as more of a song... All feedback is appreciated but it's more of a free so I know it won't be some 9/10 shit lol....

Amadeus
09-21-2007, 01:07 PM
Yo, this freestyle is hot. I'm a DJ, do u want me to make beats instrumental for that so you can put things together?

Cap
09-21-2007, 06:49 PM
I Thought That Shit Was Hot, Only Hook Ive Ever Read On Here That Ive Liked

Chopz
09-22-2007, 09:22 PM
Thanks for that feed... And I really don't need instrumentals I'm not really into the audio side of things... Sorry buddy...

Sparx
09-23-2007, 03:33 AM
honestly chopz this was dope... there was lots of emotion and the lyrics are very powerful...

Writers Block? uh... no

Hostile
09-24-2007, 03:09 PM
Chopz I hate you. But that's besides the point.

Calling out demands to the judges of the judicial system,
They can’t negotiate with terrorists, but I’m not, so they better listen,

And so the police shot me in my neck, and with that my vest exploded,
You see the trigger was tied in with my life, but the police not knowing,
Caused a scene of dismay in London this night, as they saw the house of Lords exploding…

So my brother died, but in the end he did it for a cause,
To change the system, that supply English courts with laws,
I thought you died.

My wife runs at me and tries to snatch the pen in my hand,
Knowing that if she grabs it I can’t go through with my plan,
But I duck and avoid, and I kick her in her stomach, I love her,
But I must do this for the good of the people, to protect our brothers,
Kicking people in the stomach is tight!

Yo this was ill kid. I was loving those lines tho. I'ma fuckin' beat you to death with a damn writers block you poon! You know what I want.