Untitled Song
• Written by ZLA
6 o'clock I arrive for the bus,
My heart patriotic -
Got my eyes full of Dutch,
Nevermind Netherlands I do this for the motherland,
Undermanned all my life,
Other than now,
Click -
Clack -
Pow,
Wow,
Look at me now,
Took a fuckin' shot -
No rebound,
Swish,
This -
Will be the only art I know,
Take my brush blow the dutch,
Watch this artist grow,
Flow -
With the greatness of an MJ,
Fenway couldn't even tame this monster,
On the chance that my rappin' ain't advancin' -
How we standin' in the world -
I'mma get the devil dancin',
Standin' on my shoulder,
The one I'm lookin' over,
So he's all I see,
Even as I'm gettin' older,
I begin to understand he stands there cause he cares,
Mesmerized by the Prada in which he wears,
He only blockin' my past -
Not directin' my future,
I'm still gon' flex in the Lex - no Luthor,
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ZLA
Member since September 17 2014