"$alute to this!" Datbedatricc aka Trustnotonesoul
Swirving in and out of three sixty five and still continue to remain alive, taking this dive into this survivor mode, let the story be told, Love life stood bold i put trying stages on hold, no need for no more, thought it was that time for closed doors yet, I still hear annoying noise from them Black Crows, I'm hype up writing my music so stupid its only the human in me, got off my feet, concept was to retrieve took some alieve, headaches reaching deeper then any sea best believe........ Datbedatricc jumping higher then Micheal Jordan feet, let alone I'm that Nike, lyrics PVC, pipes, louder then Vance and Hines Mic, open your mouth wider I just might. just ask your girl....... How my exhaust polluted her whole world! Just ask your girl, how my music makes her shit rattles and twerks this Mic, she still twirls.....huh At ease, please, dont sneeze on these sleeves i rolled them up for ah good season, no excuses nor reasons, or else that cryptonite anger turns me into that Heathen, Simon said that every human being can dream of, One of the survivor who always fit this, throwing up proudly these hard working fist, when things seems to get me pissed, eyes so red I do miss, what a concept can be the best the tip, my hat to that fat cat eating whole rats, real nick name is Ben, a seventy Two O G thats been and seen through rough necks, as I speak I come to collect who inspect that my life ran off them tracks, let's run that..... I'm the pilot of this plane and I still ain't crashed, modified to mock the spot at any blink of an eye lash, body bags and riches stash, going to bed popping that last Metropolitan ash.....this ain't no door dash....Flash Finally noticed I never was ponokeyoe my nose dont grow like that I'mmah real niggah hands on that, flat. surface, dont poke this!! This is my intro sanctified to last eternally faced up though, front seat row, let me know how we row never sanked a ship from my head to my toe, on BRO'$...... I President this shit, certified believer on my knees when I need GOD to help me through this shit, On truths, I'd already shined the shit I made off these boots, time to salute..........
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Swirving in and out of three sixty five and still continue to remain alive, taking this dive into this survivor mode, let the story be told, Love life stood bold i put trying stages on hold, no need for no more, thought it was that time for closed doors yet, I still hear annoying noise from them Black Crows, I'm hype up writing my music so stupid its only the human in me, got off my feet, concept was to retrieve took some alieve, headaches reaching deeper then any sea best believe........ Datbedatricc jumping higher then Micheal Jordan feet, let alone I'm that Nike, lyrics PVC, pipes, louder then Vance and Hines Mic, open your mouth wider I just might. just ask your girl....... How my exhaust polluted her whole world! Just ask your girl, how my music makes her shit rattles and twerks this Mic, she still twirls.....huh At ease, please, dont sneeze on these sleeves i rolled them up for ah good season, no excuses nor reasons, or else that cryptonite anger turns me into that Heathen, Simon said that every human being can dream of, One of the survivor who always fit this, throwing up proudly these hard working fist, when things seems to get me pissed, eyes so red I do miss, what a concept can be the best the tip, my hat to that fat cat eating whole rats, real nick name is Ben, a seventy Two O G thats been and seen through rough necks, as I speak I come to collect who inspect that my life ran off them tracks, let's run that..... I'm the pilot of this plane and I still ain't crashed, modified to mock the spot at any blink of an eye lash, body bags and riches stash, going to bed popping that last Metropolitan ash.....this ain't no door dash....Flash Finally noticed I never was ponokeyoe my nose dont grow like that I'mmah real niggah hands on that, flat. surface, dont poke this!! This is my intro sanctified to last eternally faced up though, front seat row, let me know how we row never sanked a ship from my head to my toe, on BRO'$...... I President this shit, certified believer on my knees when I need GOD to help me through this shit, On truths, I'd already shined the shit I made off these boots, time to salute..........
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