WAVE
• Written by RapConcept
It hits me like a wave.
The hairs on my arm stand up when I spit on the page.
Like a bitch in her face.
Like a snitch in a ditch for a stitch on a case.
Like a rich prick hit with disgrace.
I'm sick like faith when it fits me in a cage.
Let the chips flip where they lay.
Let the tricks trip where I pray.
Get the scripts to save.
Get the twists when I shake a myth of a snake.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015