Corps 2

Okay going to be crazy on this one So get some fun I run alone Without gun And guess what No fear Of that Or this Cuz I got gear No hiss Cuz i killed the snake With my wear So no diss In this That’s a fact Many factors This why im far Of the fake actors I transport corps In my backpack Don’t tell the cops Or I’ll run back To shut your mouth I’m tough Whatever they say Or they would play No way Imma pay For the fun of it So I’m lit litting The shit of it Cuz I’m wildling The amazing thing No grit In my spit spitting No rejection Of my passion This my mission Not a possession Your objection Must be a friction Friction gives munitions Restitution of the one and only Friction gives ammunition Restitution of the other lonely 2x Crazy is this one I’ve won The game Like a ton The tone Changes A bit when I’m done My phone Is back Like my new black backpack There’s some racks I’ve not used They’re floating Like a fuse Rating the racking As I’m shaping True fact facting That they acting I’m facing the reality As I must be And I’m no sorry To be me Friction gives munitions Restitution of the one and only Friction gives ammunition Restitution of the other lonely 2x