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Chill Bill Rmx
Started with nothing, came to this conclusion You was blessed with a
talent nigga I
suggest you use it But don't forget to practice, never take this shit for granted It can leave as it quick as it came Don't reach for the
fame, it's fleeting And when they shower you with compliments ignore it Never sleep there's people working cause they're hungry and young, and they would love to fucking take your spot and massacre ya So I'll just cool for a
second let that all sink in Fuck it Bring the
bass in, you see the
way I
write it The
feel was never confided, the
rhymes, a
nigga supplied it My fam was never divided, right now I'll take pride in, the
fact that we do this alone without no help Homie stopped going to class so we could add to the
process And Jason threw me bread for the
tour that fell through Never got a
return, but a
lesson was learned I
only fuck with a
few, no entourages at all My name ain't (vision chaser?) so Nah they're ain't no turtles evolved I
heard this shit in Oklahoma coming right behind the
wheel We riding in Marissa's Jeep, the
volume louder than the
B.R Mothafucker haters I
ain't worried bout a
peon I
been on my solo dolo shit no need to speak on Creeping with a
light skin boy that look like [t balls] But nigga I
don't want it, you can have her I
don't need her I'm concerned with getting better never laid with a
whore Niggas stressing over pussy then they start procrastinating I
got nothing but time and patience, I
know that self-preservation is really the
key Acute is my Midas Touch, I
got the
mind of a
genius Genuine gesture I
make Sam just sent me a
text said "Nigga that shit tough" But the
next one that he sent is that I'm still ugly as fuck Hope my niggas never change, that we always stay the
same Regardless of the
funds or the
lack thereof Shit, I'm trying to put all of my niggas on a
payroll No longer struggling and stressing over what I
can't control I
put faith inside my skill, I
took the
time to make immaculate So my imagination made it possible to rap like this You call me Mr. Rap po I
wrap it up and ravish it I'd rather be broke and honest then crook and living lavishly And this is God's work, I
sit back and let him do it Riding with the
holy spirit, praise Jehovah hallelujah How you doing bitch I'm chilling won't you mind your fucking business Lord forgive me for my sins and my selfishness I'm just a
cold young poet I
can't help this shit I'm trying to keep a
level head, but see my ego getting bigger Lately I
been feeling like I
just don't fuck with anybody Everytime I
watch the
news I
see another black corpse On the
ground blood spilt and the
killer was cop How you fear for your life when you carrying a
gun Then you wonder why we see them and our instinct is to run Innocence is now a
crime when your skin is filled with melanin Moving from many cities when there wasn't many development Now anyone can get it I'ma tell you my theory I
don't think that you'll enjoy what you about to hear I
just pray that God protects us, they closing down private sectors Prisons pay for a
business so the
longer your sentence is More money in their pocket, don't you get it my nigga When they can't lock us up another way to oppress us Is to show their dominance, so they love to depress up It's a
domino effect in a
game that we can't win Yeah they let you get some money, but your ass gets taxed So when your mind becomes enlightened Then yo' ass gets waxed, that's the
sickest shit in the
world And a
system with disadvantages Allows a
child to see a
man murdered upon the
camera But let his family mourn for a
second or two There's no compassion if you black and I'm sorry but that's the
truth when they looked at Alton Sterling all they saw was a
thug, Not a
man with a
family, a
wife and a
child, if you apalled by it all, boy that means that you sleep And if you in the
black community you already know Brothers are losing their children for nothing from the
brutality Homie this is our reality to exist of futility Lawd, eh
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