"persistence"
• Written by precision
soon to the end
. fuck no such things as friends.
learned everything on my own.
daddy ran off died to soon.
no more pain and not any misery.
no one can compete with me
.lyrically. just how it is "g"......
obvious to me.
at-least. rhyming in my mind while im sleeping.
life on a beat. at least while my heart still beating.
what i was born to do
. so soon u
gonna understand. im sorry had to tell u.
can keep my flows to myself. on my website or my twitter.
im like ether. intoxicant.
bad environment.
just another fucked up experiment
. blame my daddy.
never should of had me, gladly
i accept the fate of what comes next,
no matter what i thought or what i attempt to suggest,
persistence none the less.
back in --->
all bars but ours,
seriously freestyle all the while evidently,
i wish i could get my loved ones back.
subsequently,
but i cant just part of life.
no wonder im always on focus tight on the mic.
money doesn't make u happy just makes life easier.
and more comfortable.
formidable causes causing me to drop my draws
and lay chicks right and left.
one for each and everyday of the week , and yes
im the best. arrogant.
with words and actions to back up everything i say.
u stuck on stupid with no reply.
so why
ask why in the first instance.
no more complaining just distance
pimp styles equals "persistence"
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precision
Member since March 30 2015