LOF
This aint hard shit, this is light music
Somethin you could prolly write with improvement.
Just get the flow down, wit the right movement
Kick back cause this track make you bite to it.
Ya you talkin hard, but I’ve walked the planet
Now watch as I crush this Fruit with my Palm-a-granite! (pomegranate)
Me not tough? Ill show ya how I fight with bars
I’ll finish on Medusas face, cause in her Eyes I’m Hard!
Nobodies on the Same Boat, feelin like Noah
Fightin a bunch of animals, though I,
keep Flowin with the most amazin of health
Jump ship, and somehow continue the race by myself.
But really, if I continue its certain psyche ward
Cursed since birth, umbilical was a mic cord.
Shit was my life source, odds steady in my favor
Work on your Delivery, you aint ready for the Labor!
I’m a Lion, strip the Witch of her Wardrobe
Always antsy when I snort blow before shows,
Every whore knows I get groin sometimes
Gettin more Pink Slips than Unemployment lines.
The wildest sort,
Knocked the competition Up and stuck with Child Support. (haha)
But hang on and I’ll throw you the towel
After the first verse has you explodin your bowels
Alone on the prowl, king but that’s given
Mouth only holds Fowl like starving black women…
No racism, just know that your bro’s teasin
Just gotta show I’m more Blessed Pope sneezes,
Behold Jesus. Flows a natural diuretic
Spit so sweet like I’ve just blown a diabetic.
Now I’ll try to end it, I want you at ya best
Cause when my next track cracks ya dead.
This aint hard shit, this is light music
Somethin you could prolly write with improvement.
Just get the flow down, wit the right movement
Kick back cause this track make you bite to it.