Music: K. English
If my songs get you high
Then I'm sellin dope, feelin dope
Hittin notes
Fittin most words in my lyrical note
Book, killin those gettin hope
You could never be this dope
And I'll be
'Cause I'm villainous, so listen close
When I'm spitting, seem a bit a chilly
But I'm willin to be gettin really petty
Spittin like I'm lickin pussies
And I'm pushin to the limit
Rigid, wicked, suck it
Like a midgit, little bitches
If you think I aint the sickest (Huh)
Can't put a hold to the pen
Let it go when it goes
When it's time to vent
I'm a king on my own
I don't need to pretend
Cause I'm better than I was
I don't even pretend. (huh)
Punchin the clock
Like a trigger on a glock
As I spaz and I jot
There's no more stops
Hold that thought, for a while
Just lookin for a spot to park
Let me show you what I got
I'm vibin, to the sun risin
The silence is like magic
And the moments turn up tragic
And it's violent
When I'm rhymin', pages flyin'
Like a spell cast on my writing
Wildin out the pen I'm
Vibin', to the sun risin
The silence is like magic
And the moments turn up tragic
And it's violent
When I'm rhymin', pages flyin'
Like a spell cast on my writing
Wildin out the pen I'm
Been chasin' the dream as a kid
And kept writing
When the pen had no ink
Lost a grip a few times
But things don't change
Gotta learn to side a few things
Pack a punch and go crackin
Left or right doesn't matter
Stackin on to my rap songs
And I'm back on it got more
Tracks recorded
Packed with em six pack abs
And a pen to my hip
Like a loaded gat
Dried up ink, cause the pen
Is uncapped. rippin cuts in guts
Bitch you ain't no match
**** yo shit
Doin this myself, doin this for me
For the dreams I dreamt
For the days
I spent thinkin bout the rent
But it did not help
So I pushed my pen