Some Hard Crap
master with toys deft played with after my boys left
in Virginia hurdle in combat like ninja tutles be stealth
Was writing facts bent when frighten by an accident it
Was a head-on-collision two dead pigeons lie legit
On the ground from the clever sky feathers fly and befit
For a burial, during winter birds migrate south and sings
Front kings to discuss blunt things you see I want funk wings
So I can fly high to the sky like JIM JONES even punks cling
To hope and swing on ropes like Tarzan got a caravan of beliefs
chumps clings to these lyrics like peanut butter do to teeth
And chew beef like big wolves huff and puff like the true KEITH
SWEAT use to beg females to prevail in bed for sex girlfriend
As the world spin around rap his words would cause a whirlwind
In a dame’s brain. Make her scream baby baby over and over again
My position is like a musician when backstage stay in
A whack rage service the crowd nevous and proud then
Go home with loot in my pocket because my group drop it
Like its hot and like a clock my hands tick when I plan quick
So what time is it when my rhymes are explicit time to visit
master with toys deft played with after my boys left
in Virginia hurdle in combat like ninja tutles be stealth
Was writing facts bent when frighten by an accident it
Was a head-on-collision two dead pigeons lie legit
On the ground from the clever sky feathers fly and befit
For a burial, during winter birds migrate south and sings
Front kings to discuss blunt things you see I want funk wings
So I can fly high to the sky like JIM JONES even punks cling
To hope and swing on ropes like Tarzan got a caravan of beliefs
chumps clings to these lyrics like peanut butter do to teeth
And chew beef like big wolves huff and puff like the true KEITH
SWEAT use to beg females to prevail in bed for sex girlfriend
As the world spin around rap his words would cause a whirlwind
In a dame’s brain. Make her scream baby baby over and over again
My position is like a musician when backstage stay in
A whack rage service the crowd nevous and proud then
Go home with loot in my pocket because my group drop it
Like its hot and like a clock my hands tick when I plan quick
So what time is it when my rhymes are explicit time to visit