Truth Serum
• Written by Catch22
What's a rhyme without a reason
What's weather without a season
What's God without Jesus
What's an angel without his legion
How do you get this hipster
How do I have followers
Without a Twitter
Hip hop has became materialistic
Don't want me on scene cos I'm to realistic
They tryna understand of my existence
You don't live your lyrics
Your not coexisting
These verses is my way of life
Everytime I write I thank the world is versing
Me would you like a slice
Sometimes I hear rumors I have a price
On my head But no one cashes in
Yeah everybody talks and walks but not
Everybody wins
I'm to far from perfect I'm like opposite twins
Never agree to a nickeI deal
Or a dime bag piece
Prayers for these haters on my
Jesus piece
Turn my signature into an autograph
Make my fame my fortune
From my game I sport it
Went From being a rough rock
To a shooting star you got to adore it
There's no ignoring it
My shine so fucking thick
That you can pour it
Send These souls soaring threw the sky
Like I turn a twister into a whisper
Forever shall I prosper In the name of glory
I'm the son of imagination and reality
I've got lethal injection for any one of
Yuh that thanks your an infection
I don't need a dog for detection
Me myself and I trust within My NINE
On my side like nationwide is my only protection
Bars for my repuation streets gave me education
Hustling everyday is my only accupation
Spit fire flames on the beat boiling the inflamation
Since the first day I started rhyming
Morphing my creation I been cremating
These so called kings reincarnated
Getchyu incarcerated contemplated
Over rated and out dated
I'm psycho I'm to crazy
I'm bi polar I'm hot and cold
I'm both poles
Get frezzer burnt from head to toe
I'm high as they get
Low as they go
The drugs your on
I really sold
Went from having tuition to ambition
Like a vision made it a mission
Then I completed
There isn't a treatment to truth serum
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Catch22
Member since August 20 2015