Hard knock
• Written by Catch22
pumping off two ripping off four/
Sticky like gue the weed took me far/
No lies here always been medium rare
Never large/
Jolts elctrocuting- you can feel my surge
My need to urg like I melted the ice berg
Around My heart
If only they really could decode my art
Mabey the next era
Remember me the feather
Flute music- in the weather
Like I'm happy for all the wrong reasons
They tryna find clarity but can't bare to
The truth that all im tryna say each day in the booth
Spiting knowledge with a loose tooth
Yeah my jaw got hit but look who's walking
Yeah I talked alot of shit and I walled it
I see cereal then I box it-
Fuck some hoax shit no foe pau shit-
Slim ross shit
Beneveolent young buck shot
With point blanks write a couple shots
Load then hit hard like a tank
Who said they got the money
Bruh take it to the bank
The whole sea on the bank
I cost too much couldn't budget my gas
Tank
Your change sink,faster than the titanic
All og I'm all organic I'm an organism that stirred into
An Adam that translates into Atom
Mic acid
Butter the toast
Turn beef into roast
Said I sound like I'm from the bay
But I'm miles from the coast
They all sound serious but face to face they fake
Yeah this whole song is a trip
Like my first vacation
Way before I knew my occupation
Good enough degree my only documentaion
Become a master rapper like my air is gift wrapt
So when I inahel I exhale remnants
I Make my own life I ain't no wrenchman
Pardon my french
They playing hopskotch
Tryna sketch me out
You can pull punches all day
But you will never out line me
Wanna Out draw me
Imma a one man team
But nobody disarmed me
Said I needed training
When I trained me
Next time listen you the one who playing me
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Catch22
Member since August 20 2015