A.1

A1 the original steak sauce haters even look lost 1 punch, send you like a foot cross be a short toss then I hit em up hit em up with the automatic flow like a drainage pipe but when it overflowed I'll bring you to the undertow I'll bring you to the undertow grapple an fold I stay stacking an packing never jacking what's the main attraction ends up a distraction follow my passions but it never gets away from from me no vacancy, in my heart now they can see, not from the start it took a while no need to smile you like the style? it's been a while I know I was a troubled child did a °180, life doubled, it was wild been doing good for a while had a lot of trials an alot of fake smiles given to me like christ has risen indeed they planting the seed I'm a naturally grown plant that's my stance I make the advance see it before it happens like my names lance not a lame chance make a flame dance have my dame prance give her the glance tryna finace an slide up in her clam getting head in a trans am beat it up she's calling me bam bam they think I'm a lamb man but I'm really a g.o.a.t this is really my flow all these lines are really my quotes with or without rap I'm still taking notes still counting notes still making quotes cleaner then a bar of soap that's the only line that ain't mine an it still applies so apply the pressure I will assess ya no need to address ya just say yes sah I'll continue on my drive everytime see them in the blindspot that's why I keep a red dot shit get real hot not what I want I mind my own it's the people tryna run up an blow a hole in your dome most of the time they kill you to survive still doesn't make it right, it's my life I take my slice my slice of the pie so many numbers it's looking like pie shes given me butterflies can't wait to butter her biscuit while shes unziipping her fly I'm her big fish other guys are small fry for her, I really try for her.. I'd really die shes more then beauty more then a cutie more then someone to watch a movie with shes a late night cruising chick was a young hooligan making everybodys eyes googlin even her brain isn't the same it's a shame only when she plays games pulling her hair like reins kissing in the rain blood on my hand from passing a rose my love? normally gets exposed that's why I hold it in it's so hard when she gives me the grin making me like a sim controlled by something else from within makes me wanna give her everything everything an more what's in store might open up a store feet getting sore from running a store brute like a boar shoot like a star I really sore they really sore that i got so much flow I could pour pour into a glass they drinking out a flask thinking it's better then grass they could never think this fast look to the future an the past rise to the occasion like half mass get your stash last broken brain needing a cast sunny days with a chance of overcast no telling whats after that blind as a bat soft as a cat lay on your back they nickname you mat nickle plated gat make you lay flat that's that