Shit
• Written by Anonymous
Im the shit, sick as flu
Going kinda crazy, feeling looney tunes
Hear your track, calling that rap,
Sit back, teach you a lesson or two
Knowledge in my brain, like a true professor
Feeling max payne as I lose my temper
So I spit it with a flow creating wordly audio
gonna need a dictionary with eboooonics to dephicer my show
Working on the grind with no time for childs play as Im
making dreams reality you've done nothing today
Rose from nothing still stunting
call this a grand slam? boy im only bunting while you blunting
and "fighting the man"
My verses got speed, twice as addictive
throwing rhymes like they pitches as Im finding no resistance
legendary champion, calling on my ultimate,
learning fast the way is sink or swim your going under quick
Inspiration coming streait from the heaveins
No way you'll ever see me floating down at the bottim
Working on the grind
24-7 every day
hard at work
making dreams reality
you did nothing today
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