Feel like I lost my ****, sold only 20 albums man, just kidding kids call me your familys car cos I haven't started yet, Holding on to a nudey photo I found up at a Hilton hotel in Skene, all rhymezone rappers don't even sound like me, chilling out on ceiling, upside down high on coke, dope and a lil bit of ketmine, I'm if I feeling mad, even feeling sad, mix up party with some methamphetamine, laser tag in the evening, in the studio is where I'll be, don't forgot that I'm not a rapper just yet I'm only lil bitty lyricist and still see where the unsolved problem lies, got flips lit, walking through a rapper Valhalla like Oden himself..., selfishly is how these lil **** rappers seem to behave and when looking at a life like that only me would me in the grave, now it feels like a gotta wipe every least 'so called rapper' from this genre...
And now **** you said it
Think you broke my heart but oh no you didn't
Lost the will to down a whole bottle
Maybe should pack my bags and move to Colarado
Feel love through this flow, now it feels like I need a change
Its a shame that all love ends the same way...
To ask me what happened to hip hop and try understand I got this game on lock, I think it's inevitable that I have to be this way, I'm the one who won't tolerate it but most likely will turn up a day late, and though longterm plans isn't my critique, so you better watch your back, keep your eyes to your feet, bow down before me, I'm not your king but it's not my fault its stand at a childproof window at a debate with and grenade to my head, feel like I'm running into a wall head first bottle of blood for my ******, move on me your bubbles getting burst, fall to the ground and maybe you'd break your back but I'm still ******* standing after all my work...
And now **** you said it
Think you broke my heart but oh no you didn't
Lost the will to down a whole bottle
Maybe should pack my bags and move to Colarado
Feel love through this flow, no feels like I need change
Its a shame that all love ends the same way...
