Untitled Song
• Written by yngBlake
Hello
Its the CBH KC on the mic see me like jordan,
Or Vorhees lying dormant in the dark side im warning ya,
Shaw shank back like man free morgan leaving corpses at the door to dump
Fancy pork ramsey gordon cant afford to bump,
Cant see forth through the smoke the more its pouring *cough*
Dont deform my figure, dont delcare a war ill win a minute in
like mk fatal combo with a severed finger
Been a seperate thinker, if i said it then i meant it,
no confession preacher, i been set in stone,
Head beside my level keep the props of property i know,
Consciously i blow so my progeny will hold
The whole concoction that i told, written in some gold lettering
the scribble hand noticed see the center fold pressuring
Stop pestering, theres better things to do i blew a forty chamber out
Before my papers and a doobie when behavior turning south
I let the laser do the choosing,
man cant you see that lately blake has done the bruising
Patience isn't fruitless, grapes and peaches planted by the snakes to keep em brooding
Basically the danger why I raised my sense of prudence
Hidden aces i been ruthless, hitting bases i was clueless
And i take my wins to prove it,
Face it, im the music and if grace is proof of grooming
Im amazing with my usage,
Raiding out the paper no delay on my to do list
Stand down
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yngBlake
Member since June 10 2014