Up Coming

i will not stop killin it till pac comes back from the dead,
to show us the way,
and to show us how to live our everyday,
non-stop,
just give up and drop,
and do your hater hop to the mop,
and now i swap up styles,
like i'm swimming in miles.
of smiles and smiles,
ha ha get it ok?
taking it by storm like a basketball play,
listen and relay,
to the shit that they say,
but here,
we are diamonds forgot in the clay,
but today,
I'm taking in mine,
taking a rhyme,
to express the feelings of time,
lost in vodka and lime,
mixed with crime,
the grime and slime,
thats not where i been from thats not where i been,
thats not what i wanna rap about from way within,
i wanna pick up a violin,
and take it to the chin,
but i dont have those skills,
to jump over those hills,
and make bills like beverly hills,
but I'm low like Brazil's,
economy,
but sprits and astronomy,
and way stronger than me,
well ironically,
i am fucked in the head like chronically
but sardonically,
i just wanna be me,
and i know you can agree,
i will never stop see,
i like that rhyme i jsut hit,
i think it was never legit,
i just did a whole song and i didnt say shit,
i quit