Propensity For Demise

#Expectoratedemotion slow roll, always deep in thought ,gotta carry myself straight to the top all g the haters lurkin try to buck ya down. expectoration of the past dissection of reality, propensional disaster running down the walls, bullet holes and cigarette burns is all we know, loud weed burns slowly like my demise a cat holding on, gripping with his claws , always drippin wet so high we breakin laws, the flaws of society are more apparent every day, people showing weakness of character , a true shortness of totality, legitimate power of common sense and left behind quickly with intensity of a cold spirit, drugs flow through your veins freely intense irrigation of the past , hilarious escape by the hairs of your chin. born 2 win, winning breed, your a champ did your tunnel through the rocks with a lamp, raw bricks stack higher let the money rise, always staying true to the grind never wastin time, still rolli with a few sticks and a baddie till the death of me. I gave a extra 100 dollar bill gotta count count this shit more carefully.