spittin'...
• Written by P-Riley
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I'm so hungry,
I need to fill my tummy
I need some cash,
so I can build up my stash
I went from rich to broke
cuz' this ain't a joke
I had a proposition
the condition of fiction
wishin' I we're dissin'
it's a definition for livin'
having the ambition
to be sippin' and grippin'
not trippin' or dippin'
just having a vision
becoming a christian
cuz when i die,
I want to be risen
from the life I've been given
my head is spinnin'
I'm grinnin' and willin'
to listen to the opinion
amongst a million other villains
whose decisions were killin'
they be chillin' and grillin'
and go to pinnin' and tillin'
the minds of others who think
they're a game but honestly crippin'
nah man i'm kiddin'
all I do is be riddlin'
and scribblin'
no longer sinnin'
I hate the position
of having conditions
where the addictions
seen by physicians
only seem to be hidden
that's why these lyrics were written
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P-Riley
Member since February 9 2016