Vdam Leon

Quick Revive

[VERSE] Hip hops not dead Young hip hop head Drop her off She flip flop the block On second thought let’s write At first it’s off top Never never mind it What’s hard to find Impossible is possible It just takes times Student of the game If you picked up that last line Pull up ina Pickup Do work all the slack I gotta pick up No mumbling Or mic fumbling Might just run up in The studio Make a hit and publish it Hear a beat And punish it Bass hit Like a boom stick Tote that BFG No drink for me just weed and LSD On my to see the beach My bitches dripped in double C Rocking double Ds Boy this luxury This caffeine got my buzzing Like a honey bee So h u n gry Eat the napkins and the cutlery Slick wit it Drip Spit liquid Trip over Like I’m headed to the pyramids Do it for the sport point blank period The flex furious When i rhyme I start the furnace Let it burn bitch Boom bap backpack rap I Been on that I speak facts mutha fucka .. Zig zag roll the whole bag Just tapped in raps I don’t dance No slow jams Do it for the duffle bag Fake love had enough of that These hoes get no love Don’t need manipulation Just a shallow thirty minutes know the situation For the fam hold it down like a linebacker Art I s t at work Now watch me paint splatters And we take matters Making matter In this life you can waste or make it matter Chasing what I’m after Might wait a couple life’s Waiting ready Like moms spaghetti With beats kinda sketchy Like crackheads with machetes See a centerfold now she a centerpiece Like you’re overlapped Can’t get ahead of me Even Medusa Couldn’t get ahead of me Couldn’t make me freeze Coulda been concrete But I’m not concerned I coulda been a lot of things I hit the lottery Self made like pottery Aim like archery came from poverty Our World is cutthroat Watch your carotid arteries Written by: Isiah Perea