21:14 Still

Cause it's (my life, my life, my life, my life...)

 

21:14 still feeling dizzy yet I got my pen in my hand and my dope

rhymes with me/

take a sip of pepsi, can't bother with whiskey, only thirteen so I'm not

yet feeling risky/

bad afternoon so don't try to piss me - off cause I can tell that you are

getting really itchy/

I just need this beat right now as I spit this sick freestyle/

why? cause it's (my life, my life, my life, my life)/

21:14 still writing something dope/

next thing I know somebody's knocking on the damn do' (door)/

it's getting late, better wait till' the next day, cause bitch I'm in the

studio trying to create/

master-rhymes and then after I'll share the whole thing on RapPad

tonight/

make them say "that shit is tight!"/

it's all about the LF Squad, forget SLIME/

usually I work hard to make the speakers blast/

and forget my past like when I thought I wouldn't last/

you see, sometimes this shit don't even make sense to me/

I'm here sitting on this couch now with my notepad next to me/

hoping you'll remember me after some time/

when I spit that first line to that track people will play everyday and

night/

...everyday and night/

 

I'm dodging bullets like the freaking matrix/

I'm a lyrical scientist in the lab, I didn't come to play bitch/

but if you want to play then let's play something dangerous/

just listen to me now as I continue slay this/

you could end up in the graveyard or A&E with many scars/

or the place where they leave you brainwashed if you mess with

the main star/