a scyic read my fortune said I'll be worth a fortune, don't use iTunes
but 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 and I'm hoping
music 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!
yes at my age, yes i blazed, yes I raged, yes I'm caged
yes. I'm not fased, yes I've been hazed yes I'm teenage, yes I'm
frount paged. and yes sometimes I upstaged
see they wrong as the song of a champion, I ain't cussin or fussin I'm
descusing
, what we will do when we
make it big like russain, came to far to die at the bar. we stars me
tobes and si, we goin to die, can't stop now, lifes too foul, can't
afford towles,
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Song Of A Champ
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Album art off Growing Pains
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