Invisible

[JungleMan]

a song i have so people can see



he's the kid that walks the halls that you don't even kno
walk down a crowded block hidin the hottest flow
but he ain't givin a chance everbody passes up
so he takes his own chance and vows never give up
the only thing that he has in his own world is a pen
and his god given right... freedom to fucken express
everything he says he means his name is the Truth
he spits it how he lived in every moment that he grew
he doesn't have a fan so no one hears what he says
bettin on the day he leave, and get signed with no regrets
never lookin back on his past theres no friends
only looks ahead seein fakes...
he kno he's on his own which only makes him sip it quick it's her
way she tossed him aside like something bitter
but nothing ever clicks for him his life's torn boring
stored in a cage feedin off his fuckin rage
but that's what makes his brain read the images he see's
believin the he's not shinin on any beats
when really in fact the spot lights on him
but no one told him he's what make this exist
sittin tossed back with these infactuations
placin bets on his past just to see where it takes him
till one day he placed a clip and pulled the hammer back
now people kno his meaning seeings he never laughed

here is the audio of it on myspace

http://www.myspace.com/milkmanchocolate

[NuTsAcK]

damn this wasnt bad at all..

he's the kid that walks the halls that you don't even kno
walk down a crowded block hidin the hottest flow
but he ain't givin a chance everbody passes up
so he takes his own chance and vows never give up
the only thing that he has in his own world is a pen
and his god given right... freedom to fucken express
everything he says he means his name is the Truth
he spits it how he lived in every moment that he grew
he doesn't have a fan so no one hears what he says
bettin on the day he leave, and get signed with no regrets
never lookin back on his past theres no friends
only looks ahead seein fakes...
he kno he's on his own which only makes him sip it quick it's her
way she tossed him aside like something bitter
but nothing ever clicks for him his life's torn boring
well you flew off here
stored in a cage feedin off his fuckin rage
but that's what makes his brain read the images he see's
believin the he's not shinin on any beats
when really in fact the spot lights on him
but no one told him he's what make this exist
sittin tossed back with these infactuations
placin bets on his past just to see where it takes him
till one day he placed a clip and pulled the hammer back
now people kno his meaning seeings he never laughed

well the only thing i can really go against in this one.. is when you flew off on that one bar. maybe the way you were spitting it sounds differently. i really dont have the time to check out the audio right now. cuz im working overtime today. i just thought id come on and get a few posts up. but im pretty sure its sounds decent... the rhyme scheme was basic (simple).. but it came out good either way. im impressed.. cuz you do got potential, kid. this is much better than your keystyle i just peeped. well im bouncing.. i cant be late for work.. keep the good work up. ill give this 7.8/10