real noise
• Written by Tcaines
It's them t-caines forces, forcing them divorces,
enforcing them coarses,
like im about to abort this, remorselessness
got me caught up in them sources,
i guess im just simplistic, tossin flows just like a mystic
heres a cool statistic, im really artistic,
when it comes to writing pieces
my momentum increases,
hurdled up in them fleeces,
smoking weed, i guess is my thesis
im nozy but cozy, trynna stay warm,
i am pale but its the way i was born,
t-caines bringing you with the real noise,
chillin out, smoking weed, with my home bois,
it dont gett much more chill, then this rap song,
chill out, take a toke, of the best bong,
getting more high then cheech and chong
listen and learn then you can sing along,
living everyday making the most outta these memories,
everyday a new strain, calling that discoveries,
i was bad at rapping, that i must admit,
but i stayed in the game, , never will i quit,
im writing so much i need another pack of pencils,
weed, pussy, money, friends are my only essentials,
im rapping with potential, booking residential,
i can rap any beat, any instrumental, parental caution, please be vised,
at first i wasn't wise, but you'd be surprise what lyes in my eyes,
i don't despise the bys there my truest allies,
im unique and sleak, go hard every peak,rapping day and night i dont even sleep,
i love my homies, never been neglected to,
raping funny shit like who just subjected who?
i rap so different im like a scooby do mystery,
sad times and rhymes is way back, history,
catch me in gym class playin a game of sevens,
catch me any other time, high like the heavens,
no need for the weapons,
we only have chill sessions,
seems to me im now rappin like the legends,
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Tcaines
Member since October 27 2013