Side of Spice
• Written by Shyzler
This is somethin new i'm cookin,
how come all of you lookin,
all i hear is this talkin,
yo bitches get to walkin.
Lookin to me for answers,
you must not have no manners.
I fuckin hammer rappers,
flippin through every chapter.
My life it's feelin raided,
like it's got much commotion.
I swear to god I hate it,
but they say I am chosen.
But I am not so easy,
this slump it feel so cozy.
I say i'm always busy,
but really i'm just lazy.
Do this shit in my sleep,
these niggas ain't up in my league.
Tellin me my rhymes is cheap,
but not as cheap as ya fuckin weed.
That shit really be funky,
It ain't the good kind of stinky.
You gotta spend some more money,
sellin reggie that's risky.
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Shyzler
Member since June 16 2015