Someone out there in luck lend me your star for a turn
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
2nd Draft
Lifes a stage, and my names in lights I'm hittin dames, spittin flames, and digging graves alright rippin the mic a lyrical sage castin hexes all night blastin on your solar plexus for being ass backwards like Alabama, Arizona or Texas gettin burned trying to figure out how deep my depth is so learn my minds the molten core of the earth thats why I spit flames hotter than heck is for what its worth so give dapper to the new nexus and warn rappers my crews reckless so check this we'll beat you with your chain and choke you with your necklace while the press is taking pictures and posting em on flickr It dont matter, I shatter they notions dealin out potions to poison the the oceans like British Petroleum stealin ashy Larry's lotion and squirting it on linoleum they slippin and they slidin see I stay causing commotion and they cant catch me cus all day I stay coming and going out reality aint no fallacy I'm just sad they impressed by who got the best salary thats why they pack glocks at the crack spots sellin white rocks out they black socks cus career oppurtunities dont never knock I wont never sell out, I wont ever stop till I'm popped in my top by a gangster or cop.
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