Panic
• Written by Chrono
This opportunity comes once in a life time
I came in the door, I said it before
I never let the mic magnetize me no more.
But it’s biting me, fighting me, inviting me to rhyme,
I can’t hold it back…I’m looking for the line.
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat,
My rhyme will be kicking until I hit my last note
i will be cocky cause i know i already have the votes.
See, it depends on your definition of winning;
I ain’t started from the bottom, I started from the beginning
Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living
i am buildin black minds with intelligence
And when i freestyle,i keep the subject matter relevant
Make 'em all similar to a mind of an elephant
And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant.
I'm really good at troubleshooting,when i'm in trouble i start shooting
The mind is a terrible thing to waste, so you could always taste
I show love cause it’s a terrible thing to hate in this case.
You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris
If you look to your right there is starving kids in tears of silence
Was a little nigga , now addressed as your highness
dont fuck with me cause i will be in the Isis.
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Chrono
Member since December 22 2014