young age

Wake up in the morning, And I'm down bad, Look around the room, And the feeling’s sad, Touch up on my pockets, Gotta make some cash, Call my bro up quick, Come get me fast, Say he got somethings, On his mind to do, Give him about an hour, Then he's coming through, Heard him beep the horn, Then I ran out, Money on my mind, No more handouts, Get my pen and pad, I'm about to write some more, Hit that stage then tell them, Turn the lights down low, Open up my mouth, I heard the crowd scream go, We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it happen, We about to make it rapping, We are about to make it happen, Only god knows if man would survive but i found someone too save me but suit of diet liying too world i pray god save the innocent people course they see what am do and they still stay dey wanna Link me out too the saver that think it would save i only know it a story book and i know you join the great words course i already being told moon story all night with grandma i know my mam didn't view it course they don't want them too think of herb's only the chosen one force too look for it and take ot too meditation and Gain my brain From the Lost world course many accents that makes same history you put them ww they belong I'm rise I'm too take the risk fuck your inner eye if you can see it if you can figure it out I'm own i know only my inner eye one is the only that see in the land of only me i get face my fear course there is Alot sin