KyleMartin's Journal

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  • Too My Love.....

    by KyleMartin on December 02, 2011
    Be honest, did you ever mention my name? Or were you ashamed? Please forgive for all the lies, I truly apologize, For all my disrespect, go ahead criticize or despise me. I am not a man if I love my women The way a man should... Only father time can rewind the times we had romance. To try and relive our last fuck, our last kiss, our last dance. Now I'm deteriorating every glace, rotting in my own private hell. With myself to blame but, I can't complain Sometimes the pains unbearable, sometimes I'm fine. I try to hide it but I can't I'm slowly dying inside. Too much heartbreak & cocaine, for this kid to feel. Happiness n' bliss is something I miss, It's a word It's unreal! I feel too much. I feel too much. I'm too unstable to be in love. Even though your essence fills my lungs. Your the rehab, I'm the drugs. and I'm too fucked up for love & hugs. Leave me be till I wither and die. Because I'm not eating until I get you off my mind.
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  • Be My Girl

    by KyleMartin on November 10, 2011
    Fell in love a girl and her name was Miss Cocaine She took my heart and stole my pain She'll make me feel like a king when i feel glum She'll load up the bullets and fire the gun She said she'd be my girl She said she'd be my one And even if i despised her She'd stay on my mind till the next high comes Fell in love with a girl and her name was Crystal Meth She makes me feel blessed when i'm on the brink of death But, when I need her the most seems she's never around But when were together my feet don't touch ground She said she'd be my girl She said she'd be my one And even if i despised her She'd stay on my mind till the next high comes Can't stand the thought of us not together After the withdraw maybe things will get better And here we go for the hundredth time Quitting after one more line Fell in love with a girl and her name was Miss Whiskey Five shots later and she says she's feeling frisky Were just getting started and I haven't eaten your muff Thirteen down and she's had enough She said she'd be my girl She said she'd be my one And even if i despised her She'd stay on my mind till the next high comes She said she'd be my girl She said she'd be my one She said she'd be my girl She said she'd be my one She said she'd be my girl
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  • Cypher Freestyle

    by KyleMartin on October 23, 2011
    You ’bout to see peace destroyed It’ll never be restored When I unleash these beastly hoards on your CD stores Wanna stop it, you gonna need a priest and at least three swords A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, 3 Ouija boards And a squeegee and please be warned don’t ask for the squeegees for Or the holy water, acid rapper that’ll eat these floors Eat a hole in the rhyme book, you see these horns? And as for me, you ask where I’m going will he be mourned? Is puke look warm? Should Casey Anthony do porn? Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside her freakin shoebox with a shoehorn, smother in chloroform so she can go get her groove on? Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus? hell no, Tell your bro I need his empty box from his old shell toe Adidas So I can put these babies in the fetal position, they’re getting elbows to the penis Yeah, big deal. I took some little kids big wheel And spit in his fricken big kids meal Quit trying ta bite me and pinch, you win sit still You just put your six inch heel through my Benz windshield? Is it dust we bout to kick up? Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup? Between a stick shift in his fricken pick up And drink like a hick, redneck, hillbilly will till he gets hiccups? Flippin the script up like Mike Vick Get bit in his junk by a pit, yup I’m a sick pup I’d be a horrible magician Cause I’d fuck that trick up Fix ya lips up to say something fly, or zip up A-B? Let’s C. You said you were gonna do X-Y-Z Till you fuck around and get dropped like an E When you add an I-N-G Don’t put a K in front of that though, When I MC Cause I’m not the king of this microphone booth It’s more like a phone booth Superman in this bitch, kryptonite won’t do It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys and Eat rat poison, and take meteor showers Fresh outta the mental hospital and me not flossing a middle finger While I hop in a mosh pit, will be like Nas doing gospel or R&B, you crazy? Me pushing up daisies, that thought is impossible Is it flashing across the news, Poseidon was caught with a prostitute With a huge Johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube And a bra, some boots, some panties, and an aqua blue Mazda Swallowing a Popsicle, playing tonsil pool So kill the rumors it ain’t happening I’m a rap till I’m fossil fuel
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  • Fuck Everything

    by KyleMartin on September 24, 2011
    My body is a temple, i don't give a fuck i'm atheist Tell your bitch stop complaining bout her achey tits Fuck everybody, I don't give a fuck anymore, fuck the drama I don't need to explain about my bitch mom, hey mama She's always fucking guys that I hate But, things are looking great For me at least but, for you things are looking rocky Now that Mr. Faggot is gone she can finally be happy But, wait who's that guy? Why the fucks he about to kisser? That day I found out she got back with her nigger
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  • Un-used verses and lyrics.....

    by KyleMartin on September 18, 2011
    I don't know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Kmart has Fuckers But, even in my lowest times I still keep coming back with better rhymes And even in my highest points I spark up with em lighters and smoke them joints Flyer than them Conchord's How bout some hardcore? Senior to your softmore Forget about my disrespect, forget about my lies I've been through too much to break down and cry Bitch, imma motherfucking ghoul Notta martian, goblin or a fucking fool My only problem is death Fuck religion, i show no god respect Live without regret Your talking to a corpse without a head or a neck My ex told me to get him so i got em Ripped his fucking tonsils out, curb stomped the fucker then i shot him Some people think i hold grudges, is that a problem? I'd fuck everyone up if i didn't run outta condoms I don't smoke weed I do cocaine I guess that's why black girls wanna fuck me, just sayin' Damn this bitch must be... This wigga lucky... This black chicks getting ready to fuck me Bob Marley blaring Meth heads staring at a child prodigy A new J.B.? Emimen? Probably...
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  • Freestyle #5

    by KyleMartin on September 12, 2011
    I been through the ups Been through the downs Sharpened my flow Mastered my sound I was a loaded pistol, ain't nothin to play with On fire till i was extinguished You know you in When your friends want out friends get cocky tryin ta visualize my problems Really y'all should stop it Quit criticizing my topics They say i rap about weed so much you could predict my lines After a few hits from the bong I believe i can shine And this is fine No need to judge, i'm doin mine What's the use in speaking how I truly feel If your gonna have to turn around and take it back You taught me not to make my life an open book to everyone Cause it will fuck your shut up plus them bitches is touchy I'm guilty for rappin about lovin and not about thuggin I'm deeper then darker To me love is easier to talkabout I'm a beast when I'm deep in thought Before I'm demonstrating You talking loud like your menstruating I'm here, you talk soft like a girl in elimination Back off to the brothers Hats off to the others My triggers will lift you up They say I talk about my heart too much I'm about it, I can't go a verse without mentioning it
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  • Let's Pretend

    by KyleMartin on September 12, 2011
    Let's Pretend Kyle Martin never picked up a pen Let's pretend things would've been no different Pretend people never fell in love Pretend in the power of music couldn't get rid of Pretend pain we didn't want but we got cause the stress in relationship is too hard to handle play the game bicker and bitch Say whatcha need to say, get it off of your chest Tell me that you hate me but you love me When i'm not trying to offend you, i'm just being me Pretend we never were together and we just stayed friends And broken hearts immediately mend And i can see you in the halls without wanting to hide Pretend talking to you wasn't socially awkward and seeing your face didn't kill me inside Pretend Your momma wasn't dead and your dad didn't hate me And pretend you being with other guy didn't make me sick Pretend you weren't riding some other guys dick You won't amount to shit you use to be And my heart didn't get hit by a heartbreak D.D.T. It hurts to remember your not with me no more And other guys hook up with cuz "your a whore" But the more i think of you the more I need to get ya outta cranium Im gonna fix my heart and make it titanium So no matter what chick get in my way She can't break it, use me like child's play Now pretend I wasn't angry with this hate and shit And I didn't think about you any bit But all I can do is pretend...
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  • I Reminisce

    by KyleMartin on August 25, 2011
    I reminisce, I reminisce I reminisce, I reminisce I reminisce for a lady who ain't shady For a girl that means more to me then the entire world A women that open my heart even in the dark I reminisce, for love... I reminisce a time when it was all fun games When we were happily in love and wanted nothing to change And in my heart of hearts i truly believed you could be the one Finding my first love 35 minutes away at 14 years young My life changed drastically when momma went crazy You could say wrong place wrong time but i ain't that lazy Momma popped too many pills and and grabbed that knife Stabbed her boyfriend twice before she threatened my girls life By the time we caught our breathes she said "Were done" "That crazy bitch tried to kill me and all you said was run?!" "Why didn't you protect me" Cuz she woulda killed me too! After that day I never saw you again, and now i reminisce over you I reminisce, I reminisce I reminisce over a lady that changed my world "Forever be young & forever be free" was one of my favorite quotes from the girl Right from the start she made my heart stop with those breathtaking blue eyes But don't let her fool you, behind the make-up & lies hides someone who feels as I Did see she wasn't use to heartbreak She was still scorn over her last mate And I was too funny to meet you, someone that just lost love the same day as me Over some non sense bullshit that involved a family member going crazy No way i couldn't believe it, someone who felt exactly as i did So I said "fuck you" to my nervousness need you in my life, in arm's length Someone to take my pain and my breathe away while you gimme the strength I need to grow to learn to love For 1000 more reasons but all of the above Not to be a like Slim but your the Kim to my Marshall The Bonnie to my Clide, the ammo for my arsenal after a year and 3 months after 20 shots & 10 blunts You didn't love me anymore When you fucked buddy by the back porch "Oh I wish you didn't find out" She said with raindrop tears "I never ment to hurt you" she had with fear Girl i ain't gonna hit ya, do i look like a beater? No i don't, and im certainly notta cheater either! I thought i was your "perfect man" but, i guess he is too Now i can't even say your name without crying, when I reminisce over you I reminisce, I reminisce I reminisce over someone who I've never even touched Never felt, never heard never even clutched And how my that be something so un-phisically Grown to be love and some might find that un-logically But, who is to say who you can feeling for Your heart wants what it desires down to its core But, it seems no matter how hard i try I can't find the time To be in the same city as you, but i don't got the dimes I need to see the most gorgeous girl on the planet but i can still write songs for her and that seems to manage But it can only do for so long till old & gone without ever feeling your aura or the smell of your scent, i long For the grace of god to take where i've never been but, always wanted to be To see these people & places mean nothing till i've felt & seen Morrison holding me tightly, and that's my dream And every word i said, comes from my heart speaking nothing but truth And their i go again reminiscing over you, my times, my youth
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  • Siara's song (Remix) 2

    by KyleMartin on August 24, 2011
    we had a scare, i dont think its fair. im not ready to ba a mama, im still so young and havent lived my life, but this is my life, a new life as we speak. i am nothing but weak, all i want is to have fun, but whats done is done. now this is my new life, say farewell to the late night talks, days hung over, days slept in, because this is my new life. early mornings with little sleep, i care early mornings with little sleep, i care not for my self but for one other now Here's a thought, from my own revelation Do whatever it takes to resist the temptation Her boyfriend was father & loved intercourse Once's not even yours girl, but you still showed that baby a mothers remorse Then after cupid's love flew through the sky And you had that warm feeling in you're heart's that night And the next the day when it's all set en done, throw that V-card away now lets watch the joy end at the end of the day The girl thought she through her life away with a broken heart to mend Girl got herself a baby from her unprotected boyfriend She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she Had something growing inside her belly But the girl thankfully, she made a mistake her life stopped shakin' like it was on earthquake And now she doesn't have to go through heartbreak Siara listen to my word when you down some, if you may "Every little thing will be alright" or so they say im not ready to ba a mama, im still so young and havent lived my life, but this is my life, a new life as we speak. thank god it was only a scare, i cant imagian the wear i would feel being a mama, being a mama at 15 years young
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  • Freestyle #4 Mama

    by KyleMartin on August 13, 2011
    16 years younger than my mama And I really got some beatings cause the girl loved her drama Dear mama, why you gotta waste you're life in the bars When you coulda been a shining star with fancy clothes and fancy cars Instead some hooker chillen with the crack heads and that dirty needle shooter Mama leave Shaun he ain't no good for you, he's justa junky with lewd behavior A year and six days to the day since i last saw you're face And their you are outta nowhere, not feelin like you're a disgrace To me as a mother but, hey, what can i say you're all that i got But, i'd be lying if i said didn't i wished for a momma that only smoked pot Hows working on the streets going? Still getting laid? That's some career you got their getting fucked to get paid Mama, I brought a girl over that you should meet Oh, you're on one of you're trips, isn't that a site to see I'd rather have a mama like CuDi and be a struggling man And I know that i did the best as i can But this isn't the soundtrack to my life, or my pursuit of happiness This is me spilling my heart telling you not to live life like this I wish we could start over again Cuz you're an awful mama and a terrible friend I just want things to change before it's too late I know inside it probably won't happen but, i can always dream & wait.
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