Treasure Island

emoly core

(6/2/94 / chat town)

Candy and Music are the same


As a friend of mine said once music is like candy you have to throw away all the rappers. That friend of mine is right.
Music can make you smile, laugh and sad all at the same time but all the rappers take our music and add there cussing and dirty way then it can no longer be called music cuzz rappers take away the meaning and the emotion so now it is no more then some one yelling out cuss words and ditty things now I ask you please open your candy and throw away the rappers so all that is left is the sweet emotion

Submitted: Sunday, June 28, 2009

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  • Autumn Jones (8/5/2009 8:16:00 PM)

    That is actually pretty good. For the most part I agree, but there are a few raps that do not have cuss words, so keep your ears open...10. (Report) Reply

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