Fuck...
Stop.
Mother fucker its on
They Cappin one
I-i move it as a pawn
leave em dead
on the front lawn
Homies hit the court
But i dont ball
But really, who gives a fuck?
Lately, i been testin my luck
When im talkin its straight no cap
I heard ya bitch
She like it like that
But Nah its not that serious
You keep on talkin its delirious
Pushin me, now im furious
But how'd you feel?
just curious?
She a fake bitch
You On that fake shit
Mouth runnin
Cant keep it legit
You hate on rats
Fuckin Hypocrite... (daamn)
Damn....
O.K
Im Back to sqaure one
They hate on me heavy
Id guess like a ton
Got mad love
for south africa
Bomb ass shit spectacula
Im lookin at
ya squad like
Puff puff pass
Im eatin on these bitches
Call me dracula
Call me up
Whats crackin cuhh
If i dont
TRUST you
I dont
got no love
Im thinkin
Just blow me one kiss
Fuck that shit
Its hit or miss
I Just need some distance
This whole rap game
needs a
Spit and rinse
Like come on
Get em Listerine
And i know
Its all just history
But they verses Dry
They need vaseline...
mmm... too far?
Damn ok.
Look
Look
i know i make em mad
And i cant even
rap that fast
But watch this shit
im finna blast
Yea fuck that shit
Just hit this gas
Fake ass shit
Its straight see through
And thats exactly
'Splaining you.
AYO YOLANDI WHERE YOU AT?
YOU ARE READING
letters assembled.
RandomLife is a journey, One filled with more questions than answers. So whats a meaningless creature like ourself have to gain from it? *This is A story smd.
