Kenneth Graham rap
• Written by user603481369
He sent a message, i'm the runner
Shit stress free i ain't even going' hassle her
From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover
Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting' for
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
I bet i get the fall had this summer
In conjunction with the pressure that we're under
And let them lames get your old number
You is not hip then i can not coach her
If it's not couture, i will not go to her
I gotta bounce, i don’t call her
"contemplate", i wrote about her
A couple years later they had my brother
Mark from Kingston was a gun runner
Rap sheet was as long as a Sudanese brother
You ain't more street so go suck your mother
Just so happens mine they prefer
And then along came the wrong man for her
A cocaine measure, part time lover
A full time sex slave, never find another
And there's little to be glad for
You too young and you don't know what i'm fighting' for
Good love then i can do that for her
I put that battery in backs ho small wonder
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
I got something you've been waiting for
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
We buckskin' it up this summer
See, i like the person that you are
This man can highhandedly save the culture
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
You say my love was gonna work from a upper
I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for
The red album, ill red shorties, you can't touch her
Or something that you paid for
Cause they don't hear the shit um saying hunger
The ice ain't really nothing to her
And none drum, tiller than ninth wonder
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
Of impact things one can ask for
Regardless of all them, i appease her
Cafe, mamma, let me throw on the rubber
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
Ain't trying to fight no war against my brother
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
But she sure can get you high if the coke let her
And that i spent the night with her
I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Ay yo you wonder who i are
And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for
The game's a bitch, ooh we got her
I was alerting her just to reinsert in her
She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
The only time i flirt with her
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Fast forward spilling' drinks on her fur
Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
And let's change the way we treat each other
I stop and stare at the younger
They tested with stress that they under
That would be cool, if she was your lover
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
You know...you know who you are
Got the perfect plan to help me get her
I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother
Cant see my haters, like um Stevie wonder
If improving rap's a blunder, let me get struck by thunder
Decorative decor, what are you judging me for?
Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/
She didn't have any twins of herself that looked like her
Cu i be on a hot grind like a skater in summer
The kind that will give you something if you know what i mean for
I make rhymes like no other
Bring her to my moms place to fucking mate her
It's not fair that people have to do without the greatness you were.