Just to make it in this broadway lights
And some more a couple more times
I practiced till that shit made perfect
The more wealth the more tore felt.
Slice one up, slice two more
Some old bitch that we did before
When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing
Everyday more lazy killing, everyday more crazy tripping.
Kick in the door
Creative minds do more
Your body's saying things i ain't never heard
The world around me, more and more blurred
Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will
The more i rap the more i kill , the more i kill the more it became a thrill
After that moscato hit
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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