Let It Burn
• Written by KiT
somebody got rich somebody died trying
somebody hustling somebody supplying
somebody makes a phone call to get the goods
somebody addicted to rhyming the truth
somebody got rich somebody died trying
somebody hustling somebody supplying
somebody makes a phone call to get the goods
somebody addicted to rhyming the truth
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hustling for the money? trying to get you glitter
not everything that shines has value, mister
hello, how much can i get? i have a hundred
how high can i get? is what i really wondered
if the game is to get rich, well i'm not playing
yeah i want to have sex, but i am not paying
you can do a bitch-easy, selling all that "flour"
how you gonna get a date with just a flower?
any means at your disposal trying to get rich
i'm setting up a chorus, a verse and a bridge
all day on a chase for all that money and fame
anybody with half a brain knows that you're lame
yes, i do have morals and i am old fashioned
all they do is follow the trend with a passion
brain washed into to getting meaningless glitter
i am bored with all this but i am not bitter
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somebody got rich somebody died trying
somebody hustling somebody supplying
somebody makes a phone call to get the goods
somebody addicted to rhyming the truth
somebody got rich somebody died trying
somebody hustling somebody supplying
somebody makes a phone call to get the goods
somebody addicted to rhyming the truth
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my mic comes alive the second i touch it
rap skills top notch nobody can match it
Uriel an Angel of Wisdom gives me advice
my lyrics sound in harmony like Paradise
my rhymes progress when i stress a point
birds start to sing when i light a joint
i beat the game on every difficulty level
my game style Godly as opposed to a Devil
i patched the game because it was broken
found all secrets and every room opened
your pencil bleeds, my pen catches on fire
you stand a level above, i still fly higher
your flow is sick, i'm a doctor come see me
some want to kill and some want to be me
me and you, day and night we argue each other
your throne is a myth get off of it brother
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p.s. fuck the police, i'm out Peace
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About the Artist
KiT
Member since June 24 2015