To make it how you see it
Now you know how to make it fit
Viewing the beat it's gonna go to
Somehow like an uncontrolled suit case back balance won't go
Beating though when lost
And frost being the admission cost
2019 got inside home owner insurance
Break down gets its rinse
Look upon w/ a frown
But to find a way cost them dollar signs
Push it through while time is always bought up
Its OK I copywrite this sip
Look at the view smell the residue look again to see slow it down
Act like your feeling a down cover that ur ancestors once sown
Back to that copywrite bought...
Little Morning story. Might be in the wrong section but don't critique cause it's true.
To sit on it
A whole chicken being bought
Sometimes brought up when reminded
Assuring skin gets basted
Wondering should I or shouldn't I
Then all the sudden the deal dies
Memowires through the happy house...
Facebook & its memories
Truly come up as we trace others stories
Every now & again we search
Is that really my birch
Had to google & see
Comes down to be actually free
My limbs coming down to rise again soon enough
Some of us do the actual branch off to a certain degree
Families becoming never...
Is it where you need to be?
Foreseen & sought after to become free
Apart of your heart coming up
Now being the right time to figure out what sup
Helplessness comes over
That thump of place & time giving u/ shivers
Now the question of what now always will come up & out 4 NOW.
Put an icon next to what's important
Underneath state where we're trying to go, the fort
We shall make only accessible points for our minds to gather
How now we must run in middle of speaking the cause of turbulant weather
The 4th now regularly pointing to the regular broken records
It's the story for me now
Taken backs go on & on
I'm guessin' rhymebad and his Hip Hop flow
Ask me always for my show
It's real though they say
As L M N O P
Question is how much corn has turned
Showing them rhythms throughout sounds turnings into founds
Be live which astownes...
Well I tend to be alike to N word
My name is Nikki for our world
When I work w/ foreign who
Me not the workers that show
They always have used the word like toys
Being in the nail shop Nigras come & go
Words come out w/ a strengthening tone to so up their wounds
Words are wond...
Which way shall I go
To not believe in myself as ours grow
Hours continue to be our rival
While every 3 months or so we set out for our revival
The meetings seem to all ways contain forgiveness
Blessings have let us indulge
Learning how ties hold our bond not showing looseness...
For the time we have on the run
We continuously ponder on the view of the sun
Beginning w/ the rise of my hormones
Emotional lights sometimes feeling vibrations as tones
Today being the day I will hone in on my trail to be taken
Today being closer then yesterday can not be shaken
Videos of here I go
Go Go Servoe
Having the O yes
To become then obsessed
Parishioners asking about my view from them
Loving to become who I fathom
The needs & the wants all given @ once
We become a team wit a lifelong insurance
These suits & skirts will take us...
From colors of violence to...
Searching for that one
Every now & then
Smiling into the summer time
Honking the horn to hear the chimes
Shaking as your response begins
flick then lights in the day
Real story as
I really coped up
Didn't follow as turn
Went to the trap
On me as usual.