Sense of Security
In a dumb zone with strategy have become known gradually
Winner of fame in quothes plus entertain folks, heartfelt madly
Unite leagues and fight tatigues it get tiresome when fire come
On microphone duck the heat and hope for luck on streets, rum
And out my pocket when I stunt in front of gas pumps know when
To stop, even pathetic and hard with a credit card stuff a trend
Got into a renown world founded a girl now a brother with candies
“look boo what color is your panties”? “they red like some nannies”
Girl your wig’s sweet when it comes to pig feet I cook em whole
And like a crooked pole stand slanting demand to be planting bold
Bold thoughts in your head” look I’m not a chump soldier because
I jump over punk’s shoulders to avoid petty animosity must pause
One pan od curiosityh can slow your toll end with rust and flaws
Now I got the streets clogged you can’t leapfrog over my script
Got feet bogged down like cars stuck in mud struck bazaar scrubs in the lips
Keep my brain in college just to gain knowledge and skills while
Garbage spill in streets, learn by trial and error kill with my style
It’s wild terror //
Life’s corrupt and strange made and abrupt change in rap
My flow’s dense and go against the system rearrange crap
Need a great chance because like a break dance got me spinning
On my head like Turbo and Ozone, this is just the beginning
Now drink rum in the dark because my plan has come apart
After a dumb start with gambling not handling my money sparked
Low self esteem needed a deft scheme to progress sourly enraged
Getting low hourly wage had to make a move turn a new page
Prevailed with hate had to make a jailbreak from reality the stage
Was my chance Hollywood golly that’s good but couldn’t behave
Crime on my mind no true desgn end up doing time on a bank rob
Had the brain of a blank slob but thank god I’m alive so my doorknob
Turned hardcore learned the magnificent different from right and wrong
Fight strong just to survive and trust my archive a long flight home
Got a hot attitude with flavor like chopped food a boss guy with apparatus
And I won’t falsify my status it really cost to fly as planes are aimed at us
In a dumb zone with strategy have become known gradually
Winner of fame in quothes plus entertain folks, heartfelt madly
Unite leagues and fight tatigues it get tiresome when fire come
On microphone duck the heat and hope for luck on streets, rum
And out my pocket when I stunt in front of gas pumps know when
To stop, even pathetic and hard with a credit card stuff a trend
Got into a renown world founded a girl now a brother with candies
“look boo what color is your panties”? “they red like some nannies”
Girl your wig’s sweet when it comes to pig feet I cook em whole
And like a crooked pole stand slanting demand to be planting bold
Bold thoughts in your head” look I’m not a chump soldier because
I jump over punk’s shoulders to avoid petty animosity must pause
One pan od curiosityh can slow your toll end with rust and flaws
Now I got the streets clogged you can’t leapfrog over my script
Got feet bogged down like cars stuck in mud struck bazaar scrubs in the lips
Keep my brain in college just to gain knowledge and skills while
Garbage spill in streets, learn by trial and error kill with my style
It’s wild terror //
Life’s corrupt and strange made and abrupt change in rap
My flow’s dense and go against the system rearrange crap
Need a great chance because like a break dance got me spinning
On my head like Turbo and Ozone, this is just the beginning
Now drink rum in the dark because my plan has come apart
After a dumb start with gambling not handling my money sparked
Low self esteem needed a deft scheme to progress sourly enraged
Getting low hourly wage had to make a move turn a new page
Prevailed with hate had to make a jailbreak from reality the stage
Was my chance Hollywood golly that’s good but couldn’t behave
Crime on my mind no true desgn end up doing time on a bank rob
Had the brain of a blank slob but thank god I’m alive so my doorknob
Turned hardcore learned the magnificent different from right and wrong
Fight strong just to survive and trust my archive a long flight home
Got a hot attitude with flavor like chopped food a boss guy with apparatus
And I won’t falsify my status it really cost to fly as planes are aimed at us
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