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Living In Darkness
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Eiksta is a one man Wrecking-Ball full of tenacious verbs, and a ball-punchin flow... Stand by... Dope beats & even doper lyrics...
I'm a poet and a lyrical mastermind all rolled up into one ball of badassness... lol. For my poetry go check out www.webook.com, and look up the name autumn blister. For the gangsta-ist, of the gangsta rap, just stay tuned, cause you've just stumbled upon the greatest unknown gangsta rapper ever. With influences heavily from Surgeon General "SG" and 2pac, and Eminem (Slim-Shady), you can only imagine the lyrical disaster that was to follow... If your looking for some shit that will punch you in the balls, and leave you wonderin what the fuck just happened, and what sweetness your ears have just encountered, then you've arrived at your destination... New shit added like all the fuckin time... Check out myspace.com/Eiksta, purevolume.com/Eiksta and youtube.com/Eiksta for more songs and videos!
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
#45,823 in subgenre Peak #326
Charts
Peak #573
Author
Eiksta/DeadlyMelodyEnt
Uploaded
March 25, 2009
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MP3 2.5 MB • 128 kbps • 2:41
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Dope new track from Eiksta
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I never lived in the ghetto, that was the next block over, Never went to sleep to gun shots, or sold the rock, by the boulder, but that don't mean I don't have shit heavy on my shoulders, or my struggle ain't as real as yours, I wasn't a saint, I made plenty of mistakes, had to cry real tears, when they put me away, I feel like the smarter I seem, the dumber I actually am, living life second after second just cause I know I can, I wasn't quipped with the plan at birth, always felt like every breath, was a step closer to the dirt, or a ride in the back of an all black hearse, with the usual tears, after my folks talk about me first, Flirting with the thought of viewing myself outside of me, yellin out loud but they just can't seem, to hear my desperate screams, I wish that all the times I'd wished I'd died thru out my life, immortalized in rhyme, would all subside and drift along in time...
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