The cost
• Written by Catch22
I been round to many times
So you should know betta
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Pistol grabbing sumbliminal barretas
Call me Coachella made my own beat
On an aucupella-
Going spaghetti on a bowl of noodles
Alphabet off this world these are godly words
Holy pearls in my ice so I'm oceaned like bird's
Form fitted for the game like everyone of my shirts
Standing in the cold like I'm hott
Laser points all over one hundred one spots
Ready red like chicken pox crucify flow
With the red socks I hatched from a golden egg
Now I'm on my goldilocks I hail from Tennessee
But I punch rhythm like the bronx
They try to put me on cuffs
But Now I'm loose on these bars
So I'm unbarred barely unbearable unbalanced with
The love and the money they confused
With masks and masquerades
X ray vision I can see you fake
Ultraviolet shine exposing you Gamma rays
They say if you a boss the payments cost
So I throw this money like its lost
And if you owe me these bills cost
If you don't pay me the cost get you lost
No security number erase your birth
Told you for what it was worth
Bitch I am a God welcome to church
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Catch22
Member since August 20 2015