woke up 96 ain't bright started a light,
that might put up a fight for flight,
crash landing that bitch was a dik,
but sike back right were I left off,
i took a bite outta the oppisite knight,
suddenly fright creep into my heart,
but hieght and power made me write,
and rap confident buying some white nikes,
high as A kite,
but hey im still white,
lived in a campsite,
money in sight swag aint tight
but it was a delight to rap,
well it was alright,
well it was enogth to excite
the rudness in me I coundnt get polight
tonight imma recite raps and invite some kyrtonights, fuck snow white,
so don't fuck with lil biggins I'll make ur head rings, d d dong
dings, crazy things
I grow yearly,
so I can see things more clearly,
that's why they fear me,
their girly,
remind me of sherly,
surely it's tarrterd on my chest
yes I'm the best,
no compition , no contest,
but only ifyou can feel
pain, the constent rain,
people shit n on ur name
when u swear to god.
you'll make in the game ,
so they gave their compasion.
no please ratsion your pashion,
but at my assanation, i'll be a savage beas
by the time I'm shunned and it's begun,
though I'd get a gun when,
a screw's lose in somebody head ,
but from what I read, the white man said
if u learn avoid the feds and you cAn draw blood red,
well that's just what I read,
your head on your bed,
and bam sleep got you again,
the evil of men.
I woulda felt responsable,
if he died in the hospital,
I wish there was something I could do,
a scyic read my fortune said I'll be worth a fortune,
don't use iTunesbut rock to my tunes,
singing o natural no auto tune
don't watch new moon,
used to play with runes on runescape,
now I rap to beats that
you make, still I can escape,
to the world I make, stopped using my intake,
smoking weed was fake,
still fall asleep to the sound of drake,
will i make It well I used Si as a gate
and I'm hoping music is my fate,
cauz I wanna make a million and one dollars the do it again,
gr eights ain't friends,
live and love life as I roll up in a Benz,
never swich up my style fuck trends,
you wont get money never get ice
never get peice,
that's why I practice,
be the best at this,
I don't care if u look like beyonce on her best day
I don't want a kiss,
see who makes it through this!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I wish there was something I could do
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