Untitled Song
• Written by user339106067
some times i wonder
m i really a rapper
they said m a tapper
a looser i refused to difuse
its all plain fighting the pain under the rain
i cant seem to find my seals
its all gone and m all done for
m saving up for the coming fort
trying to empede the cunning thought
m bluffing no buffling m stranded now handed
they say the rain sends showers mine is just downers
they say time goes like it did yesterday
but i did it on thursday
sounds like on my birthday
m a cool nigga
kinda ringa singa
sista say u a trigga
it aint the killa era nigga
you gotta hitta dem
wigga kicka dem asses off our assets
they justa cuppo of crackheads
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user339106067
Member since February 1 2016