Then i wait for them days to turn good again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga
Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy
I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady
Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts
I don't think it is there fault they are all mislead, i evoke fear in there hearts
The outline which you n****s out dated
Get the zippo and spark the shit
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people
You can feel it via spirit
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >