Any suggestions and criticism are welcome, I wrote "Life Beyond Cells"

Jaz-Cat · 10-20-2012, 12:56 PM

Hook:
We saw the blood, all we did was letting go...It's just a path towards life beyond cells (x4)

Verse 1:
Imprisonment ain't the way yo' life wanted...Some niggaz doing crimes, taken for granted...I've been thinking that prison ain't precious...Fragile intentions, life been ubiquitous...The 5-0's coppin' our real innocences...Like I've been framed but the consequences...Poppin' semantics we strife to escapism...Philatelic complications paid politicism...I've seen niggaz hustlin' as they puffed the L...It ain't their minds but hearts been living in Hell...Brainless gangstaz in the cells never see peace...Theoretical bars they crossfire never cease...Niggaz awoke in the thumpings of the bells...You can see that there's life beyond cells

(Hook)

Verse 2:
Here I rip in prison with hieroglyphics...Tormented under the ground full of misfits...Never mess with them as they carry blades...Slashin' up 'cause there's no life in these spades...Cops suspect inmates rattlin' the jailbreak...Hypocritic niggaz intend callin' ya freak...Screaming in the darkness won't help ya...You better hold onto the bible from hypochondria...Hustlin' all the way until you step in the courtroom...The contract they sign sweeps like a broom...Cops may find something, Judge converts the accusation...Freedom is near as yo' chains shake like percussion...It ain't progression what the inmate tells...You can see that there's life beyond cells

(Hook)

Verse 3:
Bureaucratic climates pick us up unexpectedly...Which wheeled our feet over the line aggressively...Chains unlocked as ma life sits in military...Behaviourist movements led me over the boundary...Start another life or go back to your family...'Cause they would go anywhere, dominated peripateticly...Who gives a damn on freedom, well I'm on the stake...Hierarchical violence ain't what I be back on track...Touching the old times and continue where you've faded...Thinking of the missions in life and you would've made it...Oscillation lays on your footsteps, outta the pyro wells...You can see that I'm in the life beyond cells

Ending verse
(Hook x2)

Jaz-Cat · 10-27-2012, 07:12 PM

Okay, then you say I must convert "niggaz" into the suited way?

Jaz-Cat · 10-27-2012, 07:23 PM

By the way, I've never been prisoned so I wrote it in my philosophy and "witnessed" experiences, u know?

10-20-2012, 12:56 PM	#1 (permalink)
Jaz-Cat Groupie Join Date: Oct 2012 Location: Bishop Lavis, Cape Town Posts: 5	Any suggestions and criticism are welcome, I wrote "Life Beyond Cells" Hook: We saw the blood, all we did was letting go...It's just a path towards life beyond cells (x4) Verse 1: Imprisonment ain't the way yo' life wanted...Some niggaz doing crimes, taken for granted...I've been thinking that prison ain't precious...Fragile intentions, life been ubiquitous...The 5-0's coppin' our real innocences...Like I've been framed but the consequences...Poppin' semantics we strife to escapism...Philatelic complications paid politicism...I've seen niggaz hustlin' as they puffed the L...It ain't their minds but hearts been living in Hell...Brainless gangstaz in the cells never see peace...Theoretical bars they crossfire never cease...Niggaz awoke in the thumpings of the bells...You can see that there's life beyond cells (Hook) Verse 2: Here I rip in prison with hieroglyphics...Tormented under the ground full of misfits...Never mess with them as they carry blades...Slashin' up 'cause there's no life in these spades...Cops suspect inmates rattlin' the jailbreak...Hypocritic niggaz intend callin' ya freak...Screaming in the darkness won't help ya...You better hold onto the bible from hypochondria...Hustlin' all the way until you step in the courtroom...The contract they sign sweeps like a broom...Cops may find something, Judge converts the accusation...Freedom is near as yo' chains shake like percussion...It ain't progression what the inmate tells...You can see that there's life beyond cells (Hook) Verse 3: Bureaucratic climates pick us up unexpectedly...Which wheeled our feet over the line aggressively...Chains unlocked as ma life sits in military...Behaviourist movements led me over the boundary...Start another life or go back to your family...'Cause they would go anywhere, dominated peripateticly...Who gives a damn on freedom, well I'm on the stake...Hierarchical violence ain't what I be back on track...Touching the old times and continue where you've faded...Thinking of the missions in life and you would've made it...Oscillation lays on your footsteps, outta the pyro wells...You can see that I'm in the life beyond cells Ending verse (Hook x2)

10-27-2012, 07:12 PM	#2 (permalink)
Jaz-Cat Groupie Join Date: Oct 2012 Location: Bishop Lavis, Cape Town Posts: 5	Okay, then you say I must convert "niggaz" into the suited way?

10-27-2012, 07:23 PM	#3 (permalink)
Jaz-Cat Groupie Join Date: Oct 2012 Location: Bishop Lavis, Cape Town Posts: 5	By the way, I've never been prisoned so I wrote it in my philosophy and "witnessed" experiences, u know?