Deep/Emotional Verses

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Bud Bunner

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This is a cypher, but only for deep, meaningful or emotional rhymes.

drop your deepest ****.

Verses and feedback only, lets try to keep this as fraff free as possible

we can learn to live, if we live and learn
my life is a fuse and like a spliff its burns
till i can fit in urns, and im nothing but ashes
if guys say they got knives they aint bluffing in clashes
sutting thats jagged could be cutting your jacket
but we used to fist fight before fuking with gadgets
the cash is running this world, and the people in it
evil innit, people could be finished in a lethal minute
or a deadly second, so im forever ready for heaven
cos breddas been getting severed by the heaviest weapons
its like were forgetting the lessons that were taught to us
the rawest thugs, now torn between wars and drugs
so its only the lord i trust, im preying to god
that the slaying will stop and im evading the shots
and im preying for jobs that dont involve raiding the shops
cos i dont wanna lose my freedom from hating the cops
people playing the fox, in a hare hunt, pubes?
people must be shaving em off cos ive seen bare kuntz
ive seen alot of fights but they've only been fair once
cos unless profits in pockets people care none
and the world doesnt go round until your shares come
hoods say bush isnt good but look what tony blairs done
hes a good negotitor but negioatated nothing but war
and pennys bring pleasure its like im fuking a whore
in the middle of prague, so im scribbling bars
my riddles will mask my eyes seeing us missile iraq
till its crippled and cars are burnout on the streets
i aint trying to preach ive just learnt now thats it deep
and these cowards that speak about how martyrs live
should leave parliament and spend a week in the gaza strip
where you guard your crib, from insurgents and armies
were every persons like arnie and im certain is nasty
'sarge we, killed civilians, about nine or ten...you liar'
what about soldiers retired because of friendly fire?'

I cried for a week when i realised life wasnt sweet
walking in my shoes is like having knives in your feet
ive wiped what i weeped with sheets and decided to speak
grabbed a pen then the problem was scribed to a beat
i tried to reap, knowledge, helps that i like to read
but no im feeling the consquence of giving hells bible a peek
the devils inside my mind and speaks and for the past ninety weeks
the sight ive seen is voilent scenes of rioting teens
acting like mini tyrants in teams and i aint tryna' preach
i just wish evil would wash away like the tide on a beach
cos im tired of fighting the beast and when the night skys creep
into position and night time reach, i have to fight to survive my dreams
wake feeling light and weak sorta like i died in my sleep
as the night skys leave im too frightened to breathe
so frightened i scream, but no one answers my calls and i
cry for a week...
 
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One dropped tear after coming so close

to losing everything, my fear outweighed my hope,

It was 2 years ago and i was hooked on dope,

eyes as wide as tires walkin on a tight rope,

I was on a beaten path with a pistol in my lap,

Thinkin i was sinkin fast as im reachin for the strap,

Its so sad, life handed me lemons,

So i made lemonade and saved up all my wishes,

This is my life I control the wheel i know,

And when the times right God will heal my heart and soul,

It was jesus that teached us to love ourselves,

and I believe he can reach us and spread God's wealth,

It was odd how i felt with the birth of my kids,

Im the rock for my fam plus a man so rich,

witha plan to expand and show my seeds first hand,

how this man began life with a wet tear gland

Okay, thats deeper for me then most i write, idk, its kinda laid back like a kanye rhythm
 
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Its quite nice, like i said before i think learning to be more technical will help you even when your not being technical

one of the nicest pieces of seen from you though
 
Some of these verses i post may have been posted already, im not sure what ive posted but fuk it..

now i got a survival plan there vital in this land
thats real like a man talking with the bible in his hand
but people got rifles in there hand with plans of evil
meshed with red dotted lasers that scan for people
im a fan of peaceful paradise and it makes my skin crawl
cos some rappers feed off people like lethal parasites
and teens'll see that and repeat it parrot like
we live in animal farm, two rabbits in a carrot fight
i dont want the mariot life when your chariot arrives
with a carriage on the side and your having to disguise
cameras no suprise your flying high like harriers in skys
thats when you sell your soul and your barriers divide
but i do want a marriage to a wife if i manage to survive
before our planet vanishes from us damaging our lifes
from paris to dubai its the same everywhere
i met samsara he thinks that they never care
told me the corparation funded the panzers and armys
back when coca cola invented fanta for nazis
they probally had a hand in tsnumais landin on citys in asia
were like pack of wolves in the wild ****ting on nature
and governments can home in on phones whilst your gripping a pager
but i aint a conspiracy lover, or a conspiracy hater
its just that some conspiracys favor reality
i can see the goverment doing it cos i literally hate there brutality
profanity is needed to express the emotion i feel
cos i think its ****ed up when i see oceans that spill
onto the streets, and it proberly stems from human neglegence
then i see perverts that deserve worse cos of grooming evidence
using instruments trying to abuse infants, rude deliquents
then the judges will just let them loose in a instance
 
thanks gutty

this is abit different - fantasy with deep feel..

im lost in lucifers lair, i fear the flameballs
can hear the rainfall drenched in the tears of angels
beers on tables, spliff in my hand, sick of a land
where to live, you've gotta be rich with a grand
i hid from the damned in a church, im out of the storm
and i know satan aint invading the house of the lord
south of the lord i live in a house with a porch
meet my spose at the door see the mouse on the floor
drowning in chores, the rich shroud out the poor
**** a porsche? i cant even afford the amount for a ford
or even the amount for a horse so im downing a four x
drowning in my sorrow then im downing some more becks
if im south of the lord i dont wanna head north yet
i look up to the clouds so much ive gotta sore neck
searching for the heavens, cos persons got the weapons
and im certain this earth could be deserted in seconds
version of devils, voilence rises to mercenerie levels
we see turbans and murder thee rebels so surgerys trebled
from the dirt and the pebbles, and palace regions
to paris even, the savage demons have no valid reasons
to challange geezers, have faith even if your a heathen
but challange your government and there first thought is treason
even if your talking decent, they cant take the criticism
im watching taking notes, thats why jims got the writtens with em
and if you think americas bad but britain isnt
the same pair of eyes cant have different visions
we make **** decisions, make people quit religons
overload jailcells so peodophiles cant fit in prisons
 
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