Trying to move foward, though it never stops.
I know I rap alot
But I don't bite off another song
Your talking so much shit that its obvious even to the fakest dogs
you better watch your back
you better hope
that i never catch ya at the local shops
I like bitches in polo sport
Air Maxes
or socks and thongs
Not bitches
looking messy
on a all nighter
smoking rocks
with you and your crew
full of flops
So sit there
and waste your time mocking and carrying on
you aint ever gunna reach a level beyond
im on a level of gods
a level im strong
ill never level with dogs
ill send em along
straight to walston
Fuckn boneyard dogs
Cause that's where most ya cunts belong
Reading vibes ain't ever led me wrong
Knowing straight away when something is abit off
so better hop along before you get flogged
blur and Azza spat it once and fuck oath lad we will
Say it again
Your all a bunch of flops
i understand it fully
if a bunch of haters want to put me in a box
. its blur emcee still spitting it strong
I ain't selling balls of the rock posted up on the block feeling like a mad cunt calling the shots
That bag ain't change the fact your a Gronk and that's why these cunts be getting robbed
In the back seat with the child lock busted and rinsed then chased by the cops.
and feeling lost
i know your feeling like it needs to stop
like your to far gone
and shits never gunna take off
Always looking over your shoulders for cops
Stuck in the same spot
I just pray to god my boys see it to the top because if i make it out of the underground
I'm bringing them cunts along
Either you gone fight against me or u can come along
I know the world gets cold and the days get long
I'm on an uphill battle, a mile longer
And Often wonder to myself where the day's gone
Trina correct my wrongs
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along I was right to be suspicious of everyone switching
Up turning dog even tho the world made me think that it was the drug making me crazy for thinking
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bluremcee
Member since May 26 2022