steppa
• Written by SquaD
dreams come true, when you aint got a clue
so i give it all i got, hope i get to pass through
ghetto pain had to bring up such a man
i know that i can embrace sunshine in the rain
stumbled on this beat, passion on a cliff
i can only spit everything i illustrate
my name is SqauD and i hold it down hard
i love what i need a little more than what i want
african kid i dont blink when i spit
i`m on this RARPAD and i kill my skill
never had a boom box still i got killa bars
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SquaD
Member since September 17 2016