DROP ONE
My facts see direction they’re the acme of perfection
The prime of life and I try rhyme nice and get rejection
Truth hurt great like a tooth ache, a menace the dentist concerned
My tremendous flames are like continuous pains they burn
Skin like fire they’re great a plenty and make many just turn
Around and run home and leave their gun alone stuff is firm
My plot narrow so I shot an arrow into the air and now
It’s stuck somehow my luck changed, went and ate chow
Got a habit I flow everyday and hope it’ll go away wow!
Wanna be on-route to wealth but I worry about my health
Like ships my scripts deal with shifting gales while lifting
Fail rhymes to a level higher even the devil fiyah is drifting
Away from this hot stuff my plot tough as I keep sniffing
Powder and ripping the tower of HIP-HOP I’m really high
It’s a fly world and like a shy girl wear much perfume and
Rush from rooms filled with strangers the thrill of danger stand
In my way today, I flow peace and like the police try to hand-
Cuff crime and plan stuff divine like investigations the man
Of the hour I stand with power, look I mingle with creed as
Love become a single seed tangle in weed have to read jazz
I’m a tall guy with rhyme but got a small dry mind like the Tass
Mania devil
My facts see direction they’re the acme of perfection
The prime of life and I try rhyme nice and get rejection
Truth hurt great like a tooth ache, a menace the dentist concerned
My tremendous flames are like continuous pains they burn
Skin like fire they’re great a plenty and make many just turn
Around and run home and leave their gun alone stuff is firm
My plot narrow so I shot an arrow into the air and now
It’s stuck somehow my luck changed, went and ate chow
Got a habit I flow everyday and hope it’ll go away wow!
Wanna be on-route to wealth but I worry about my health
Like ships my scripts deal with shifting gales while lifting
Fail rhymes to a level higher even the devil fiyah is drifting
Away from this hot stuff my plot tough as I keep sniffing
Powder and ripping the tower of HIP-HOP I’m really high
It’s a fly world and like a shy girl wear much perfume and
Rush from rooms filled with strangers the thrill of danger stand
In my way today, I flow peace and like the police try to hand-
Cuff crime and plan stuff divine like investigations the man
Of the hour I stand with power, look I mingle with creed as
Love become a single seed tangle in weed have to read jazz
I’m a tall guy with rhyme but got a small dry mind like the Tass
Mania devil