Spread your wings
• Written by Hawkeye
They say every1s got a soul mate
But this world i vision is all hate
So we can debate whats at stake
Like voting for pm of united states
Or bring peace into this world like the old days..
You claim you want a helping hand but where are you with the hand outs?
Everything you do is for yourself, stand down
or we'll be facing off in a lightweight bout, KO first round
Call me mystic mac, i see the future
Skinny blokes juiced up, bitches sippin on fruit cups
With their fake ass eyebrows 8 layers cream and powders
Like shit bitch are you serious?
Looks like you took your face to the mechanic to supe it up
But it went down like the titanic, just woo up
U aint got to try an be all that to impress me
I like them natural and interesting
But if your personalities whack bitch, fall back
Full load in the sack my chub get your jaw stuck
Make ya scream aw fuck as u deny that time we caught up
Clearly u got a reputation to carry?
But you're out of luck cause i hit it 1 time then parry
No hard feelings but you aint the type id like to marry
You're chasing attention, always taking never giving, u need a lesson
Meanwhile even under pressure im forever progressin'
Cause mark my words, in time ill be number 1 again
I got dreams to fulfill no point standing still
So im gonna spread my murhafukn wings ya feel?
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Hawkeye
Member since May 14 2016