Adrift with Swift lyrics
A glitterthug not a litterbug so I don’t throw whack trash on highways
Got class nowadays a mellow zone in art like Yellowstone park folks praise
This site to see when I write this spree cats stand and gaze
From sidewalks as my pride talk, my raps boss and keen it
Cost to clean up lyrics need a dang broom to help my slang bloom legit
Some cats brain expand size of a grain of sand the lame don’t understand
Good rap they come with hood crap if I could slap them with knowledge
I would, rhyme be all bulky tall and gawky like skinny chicks much garbage
Exists in rap, got all sorts of rhymes and a short time to write this brisk
Stuff, some cats kick it wild and like a sick child at risk go and piss
In their pants, no strength flow length very weak while I bury the streets
In lyrics, defeat strongly and eat only weak rappers with them freak
Chapters, fiddle with quotes got little hope of becoming famous stumbling
Like a Amous and Andy comedy in this economy my cash is crumbling
Like Humpty Dumpty a well done egg that fell off a ledge humming
Yankee Doodle riding a phony pony, look my mind float being guided
Down a river of sense so I deliver suspense in my writing undivided
Fear corrupt friction need clear cut ambition with direction and protection
Got a hot stink blend making the top of my ink pen come unattached
While it’s latched to my notebook my quotes look vague nobody can match
this
A glitterthug not a litterbug so I don’t throw whack trash on highways
Got class nowadays a mellow zone in art like Yellowstone park folks praise
This site to see when I write this spree cats stand and gaze
From sidewalks as my pride talk, my raps boss and keen it
Cost to clean up lyrics need a dang broom to help my slang bloom legit
Some cats brain expand size of a grain of sand the lame don’t understand
Good rap they come with hood crap if I could slap them with knowledge
I would, rhyme be all bulky tall and gawky like skinny chicks much garbage
Exists in rap, got all sorts of rhymes and a short time to write this brisk
Stuff, some cats kick it wild and like a sick child at risk go and piss
In their pants, no strength flow length very weak while I bury the streets
In lyrics, defeat strongly and eat only weak rappers with them freak
Chapters, fiddle with quotes got little hope of becoming famous stumbling
Like a Amous and Andy comedy in this economy my cash is crumbling
Like Humpty Dumpty a well done egg that fell off a ledge humming
Yankee Doodle riding a phony pony, look my mind float being guided
Down a river of sense so I deliver suspense in my writing undivided
Fear corrupt friction need clear cut ambition with direction and protection
Got a hot stink blend making the top of my ink pen come unattached
While it’s latched to my notebook my quotes look vague nobody can match
this