Helicopters In the sky

Teachers always said that I was slow, Fuck you ain't your average Joe just

listen cause here we go my flow is anything but slow and on the mic I blow

just living my life try-na cope always knew I'd be someone dope, In school

I had no hope but here I am climbing the rope drinking and taking tokes

like the spokes on a bike I keep this shit together doesn't matter the

weather cuz my shit never fall ever, Light as a feather fuck around get yo

neck severed mail family body parts in a letter everyone knows I spit it

better C.R.E.A.M I'm always getting cheddar, Money on my mind I'm

always on da grind one of a kind I'm enough to stop time when you hear

the forces of my rhymes Its graceful like wind chimes, Got a bad bitch she

fine never walked the line but I still shine I'm in my prime sell your bitch for

a dime you could call that a crime or me a criminal, I ain't try-na be

subliminal just reaching you with this lyrical egotistical cynical flow that you

already know bout to overload so guess Its time for a show fuck the Po-Po

5-0 suck a dick real slow rocking silk clothes green light so I go, riding

down the road feeling bold kinda old fuck what I've been told I'm in a gold

bucket so fuck it .45's I chuck it at his dome fuck up his home I won't leave

him alone even listening on the phone, pack some chrome like Al Capone

or consider yourself gone.