Wake The F*ck Up, Pt. 2
now we can shoot it out or we can box like titans
cant stop me writing, only way is to clock my idols
ignite the track, take flight and insite the wack
to act like a mob and then i'll light up they back
bitch kids is nursin, snitch kids is cursin
rich kids is workin while the clips on service
til the day comes when law goes out the door
jaws'll drop to floor, yall aint hot no more
i come through like iceburgs creatin different continents
rip apart your insides and shoot the shit like armaments
you must think you nice cause youre always smilin
trust this advice or be in the hallways cryin
tear your building in half and hold hostage five of your people
just to get some weed money so i can be higher than a steeple
i'm hard to test, hard to keep like ron artest
grabbin coaches by they necktie - never gettin yalls respect
yall need sex cause youre on my dick too strong
dreams of wearin trenchcoats but the clips too long
cant mask the outcome but we'll hide the schemin
get church girls runnin, they wanna ride the demon ...
^what the fuck does that mean?
We said "meh"
yea.. that was pretty dope kid.. keep this up .. b safe one
I WISH THE HAD A BATTLE BOARD ON HEAR..
caus your tight with dat...