You gotta uav up, but I'm not on your radar.
Ghost!
I got all these guy's on my D, like I'm at a gay bar.
Hoes!
I know you hate me because I am incredible.
But you don't gotta suck on my genitals.
Haha.
People on the gram on the snap, always looking for beef.
I guess that's how some people deal with grief.
They hate for themself stems on the people around.
That's why half the things they say aren't sound.
That's why I'm in the sky, and they still on the ground.
Your the player in the game that always goes down.
No cap. Wait, lemme put the lid back on bottle.
You cant handle the truth I spit, when I let loose on the throttle.
So they antagonize and stir up the pot.
The same type of people to tell you what are and what your not.
Those are the people I drop on the spot.
Those are the people with nothing that think they're alot.
Key board warriors have already taken so many lives, not mine!
Your not the 1st to try to get rid of me, get in line.
I pay attention to everything, that's not a no life, I make time.
You dont like me because while you flip quarter's, I flip dimes.
What's the meaning? You dont like the odd one's out.
But tell me, what's to show for going with the flow? What's that about?...
You take chances with whatever the coin lands on.
I take chances with whatever I can get my hands on.
You try to stop me, but I've never won anything. I'm always loosing.
I always get beat at the end of the day, with a bruising.
But I get back up. You wanna kill me, go right head.
Not even god could kill the demons inside my head.
Dig my grave right here right now, here take this shovel.
Gimme the gun you got, I'll shoot myself to save you the trouble.
BANG BANG!
See ain't nothing happen? I got thick skin.
And that's why I dont ever lose. I always win.
Because who you know gonna get back up after the demons I've fought?Now lemme get back to it.
Sorry, I just had a dark moment there, but I am INSAINE!
Maybe that cop was right, I'm snorting to much, COCAINE!
But somebody gotta step up, NF cant handle all the work.
So I fill the grave with the keys and dirt.
And whipe off the blood on my shirt.
And wear a smile and tank the hurt.So lemme ask something...
Do you bleed?
SHUTUP!
SORRY! That was the other guy.
So tell me, "Do you really think I got no skill?"
There is always a way, where there is will.
I'm in debt to some people, but I always pay my bill.
Sometimes my friends tell me I got no, chill.
I leave those people to put there life on, Squads Fill.
I try to contain these thoughts but they just spill.
Haha.
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Caution Tapes Vol. 1
ПоэзияRythym and poetry. Rap. Music. Story telling. Rhymes. High quality writing, but terrible grammer. lul. enjoy.