Chasing Checks
• Written by Lil_Gas
//hook
I'm chasing checks and placing bets
got no regrets, just making threats
in a rap complex, but I won't flex
about a Rolex that I don't have
'cause you know i'm just a calve
//verse
my mind is a muscle and puzzle
I don't get political
god that's a miracle
'cause I'm satirical
donate to charity
that is a rarity
and you can guarantee
we've got the remedy inside the melody
//verse
Cuz I'm G, be me
I did time for my crime in the grime
but not in the box
'cuz I'm just like a fox
a dyke in the rock
I'm gifted and committed
to the raps, I am addicted
I'm out for survival, that's for damn sure
//rhyme
I'm G, be me
I did time for my crime in the grime
but not in the box
'cuz I'm just like a fox
a dyke in the rock
I'm gifted and committed to the raps, I am addicted
I'm out for survival, that's for damn sure
It's so cold, burr burr burr burr
//verse
and have a fine time
and the French phreaks the mind
they shot-off point up a display of gas and gasoline
Dijon chutney, the taste of crackers
trampling daisies in the ravine of sunlight
of Ramone, the one you can't get mad at
no block out Guns and Roses or something
because you got on the TV
of Rowland, G., I'd ride
by half of the real good painters
I have no heroes
'cuz they're a rare breed
until, Sir, Mr. Turner, this show is over
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Lil_Gas
Member since May 20 2020