Thursday, May 28, 2009

Left Foot After The Right

Just so fucking depressed,
nothing compared to my best,
and I am obsessest with the quest,
so I'm blessed,
but i only want one request,
to be impressed,
with a life i can suggest,
I am a guest,
for the vest,
just to accomplish the test,
but these bullets not out my chest,
so i am just more stressed,
then i cant progress,
to the accesses,
of a short little recess,
unless, 
i get a bit of success,
Gotta settle for less,
i confess,
that yes,
i went into that place and i wore that dress,
so baby hear my distress,
yes....


Dont get me wrong i am still a baby thats brin' the heat,
and all around my life i got the crazy technique,
so take a seat,
N' rock your head to the beat,
cuz i aint cheat,
and i am elite,
hittin the gym 
livin my life as a fuckin athlete 
and let the tempo speed up,
oh wait no never mind,
Leaving you in the dust way behide,
and i am unsigned,
so get on your grind,
and give me mine,
Pushin harder than time,
but still my flow nowhere near prime,
remember that you aint sayin nothin,
just to get some cash in,
then i am off to berlin,
get outta my way, go cry on your girlfriend,
and i hope she get your heart mend,
but if she dont you can come to one of my shows just to attend,
sorry i cant talk because i still flossin.....

never had the time, to lose a dime,
wanted to, had to but never could put myself whine,
but the swine, still aint got a tast of my spine,
so i guess i happy bout that,
sickness aint gonna get you, thats my job,
so take a look at,
my baseball bat,
and become flat,
so dont be fooled, its tiger cat against door mat,
are you? i am ready for combat,
although my day is now my day is comin,
and i am gonna change if nobody is there to show.
even after i still not in the best position,
and i gotta make a decision,
before i am old enough to go to prison,
so let me look in your eyes and your line of vision,
shit dont look good so let me put you into your administrative division,
but i envision,
a place where we can all make our own judicial decision,
its to bad cuz that place never gonna come,
so its ok just pull out your gun and i will start to run.
five minute head start ok my son?



-lil Biggin$ 


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