Revealing Stuff
The wind blow cool now ready to go in the pool here
Take my keys let me make these swims fun must fear
Drowning so no sincere clowning while stroking need a clear
Head to survive the dive need all type of help not Mike Phelps
Look on my birthday I’ll be first to say this pool was a great step //
Hardcore MC’S usually keep four CD’S to give to VIP’S and some
Be shook holding three books of raw rhymes, in hood many flaws come
So I have good cause from the heart, my flow scarred and still blow hard
Like the wind create rain and abate pain devaste the lame with no holds barred
Like Hulk Hogan got a bulk slogan like some political groups
And critical soups on my Cambell’s menu making me physical like troops
All my rhymes drop bold and hot like old clocks need a key to wind
Me up then I design rhymes corrupt while I tick tock all the time
Flow vex like a Rolex and and a Timex with a flexy band its nine
O’clock ready for my rhymes to drop , look had to make some bazaar
Decisions after a dumb car collision knocked the wind out of me scared
My driving habit reviving on tablets for pain and migraines my headache
Is severe, abbreviated words and created verbs that have even misled fakes
look my Hummer is cramped with a load of girls from summer camp
learned to swim there now concerned wear tims everywhere but now damp
panties in my ride lipstick hips slick, round ready to flip quick nouns in some
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The wind blow cool now ready to go in the pool here
Take my keys let me make these swims fun must fear
Drowning so no sincere clowning while stroking need a clear
Head to survive the dive need all type of help not Mike Phelps
Look on my birthday I’ll be first to say this pool was a great step //
Hardcore MC’S usually keep four CD’S to give to VIP’S and some
Be shook holding three books of raw rhymes, in hood many flaws come
So I have good cause from the heart, my flow scarred and still blow hard
Like the wind create rain and abate pain devaste the lame with no holds barred
Like Hulk Hogan got a bulk slogan like some political groups
And critical soups on my Cambell’s menu making me physical like troops
All my rhymes drop bold and hot like old clocks need a key to wind
Me up then I design rhymes corrupt while I tick tock all the time
Flow vex like a Rolex and and a Timex with a flexy band its nine
O’clock ready for my rhymes to drop , look had to make some bazaar
Decisions after a dumb car collision knocked the wind out of me scared
My driving habit reviving on tablets for pain and migraines my headache
Is severe, abbreviated words and created verbs that have even misled fakes
look my Hummer is cramped with a load of girls from summer camp
learned to swim there now concerned wear tims everywhere but now damp
panties in my ride lipstick hips slick, round ready to flip quick nouns in some
lovetalk
