Drifting
Blonde think I’m James bond had to add that to my game
Rhyme hot like soup and tight like a knot with loops got
Plots like troops try take over become a great soldier hot
In rap, ballistics perk like artistic work got a design on doors
While fine metaphors pours like water hurting leaving sores
Put knowledge firm in mind they must learn to rhyme well
Keeap a town alert because I lay groundwork all around hell
These clowns and jerks try bring me down, when it cum to
Girls my kiss could place lace into a river of wetness some true
Love, huntfor quotes right in front of folks so I can give a speech
And the words live to reach out of towners bring it raw as a peach
When it comes to smoking my brother don’t but my mother want
A pack of cigars and they’ll leave big scars in her lungs so I wan’t
Buy them, don’t go around campfires because vampires feed at
Night one bit my neck became a legit wreck started to have need that
Made me drink blood could no longer think as a thug my mind
Couldn’t link to love no longer write great art drove a stake divine
Through my own heart afterwards a strong start for freedom the cross
Was my enemy as I crossed the vicinity leaving victims body tossed
And drained of blood
Blonde think I’m James bond had to add that to my game
Rhyme hot like soup and tight like a knot with loops got
Plots like troops try take over become a great soldier hot
In rap, ballistics perk like artistic work got a design on doors
While fine metaphors pours like water hurting leaving sores
Put knowledge firm in mind they must learn to rhyme well
Keeap a town alert because I lay groundwork all around hell
These clowns and jerks try bring me down, when it cum to
Girls my kiss could place lace into a river of wetness some true
Love, huntfor quotes right in front of folks so I can give a speech
And the words live to reach out of towners bring it raw as a peach
When it comes to smoking my brother don’t but my mother want
A pack of cigars and they’ll leave big scars in her lungs so I wan’t
Buy them, don’t go around campfires because vampires feed at
Night one bit my neck became a legit wreck started to have need that
Made me drink blood could no longer think as a thug my mind
Couldn’t link to love no longer write great art drove a stake divine
Through my own heart afterwards a strong start for freedom the cross
Was my enemy as I crossed the vicinity leaving victims body tossed
And drained of blood
