This beat is just too hot, I cant stop listening to it. Damn if it doesn’t bring on rhymes. Sometimes I am up late and I write.
I see ya lookin at the pages,
the blog and the myspaces
Much as ya wan to,
ya can’t erase this this
When ya tasteless, and tell lies that so baseless
Ya’ll pulled some low cards,
But flav got these aces
talk slick still, I put them legs
in some braces
you hate this and turn red
Over things I said
hoping I would die, yup
Kill yaself instead
I can murder with these words
You aint go to feel no lead
But try me
This bird named pachita tried to buy me
But I just skeeted on her mommy
Like Segundo
He told Chris Hansen
That he was having fun though
Predator with money
Aint that shit funny?
And koon-grow he’s a dummy
Minding other’s biznesses
Don’t he know that I’m crazy
And move with no witnesses
I was cool during school
Even learned photosynthesis
Lmao
Damn, that was comical to me….
I said photosynthesis
Isn’t that where the light helps plants grow or some shit?
Damn, I need to go to junior college.
Two years max
Lemme call my mom to get my social
Hope she picks up.
Damn, damn damn.
Throws blunt down in disgust!\
Picks it back up.
Go reefer, go reefer, go reefer