tired

yeah check this shit, ya'll must think i am the pain saying i write the same shit

but i spit divergent rhymes every single time, grandiloquence thought i was

a bitch, a two faced snitch come up to me and that to my face, i'll bang back that

slide and pop pop pop you'll be lying on the ground, face down sleepy sound

i've been flowing for my entire life now but people say i don't got what it takes

and the stakes are to high, bitch just die you're a living lie your mother won't

even cry, my boys from the ghetto won't take the shit they split a hypocrite

people admit to submit cause they come when you think your clean that's when you

get the beam right in the seam you might think it's a dream but than you feel

your head rushing than blood gushing i'm foaming at the mouth looking for a victory

all these other rappers are jittery and slippery more prone to injury by my

delivery of these rhymes i can remember good times but that's all in the past

haters saying i'm crass put yourself in the past and see who last