Wake and Bake

#Woody #Stirling #Scottish #Scotland #Strictlymakinmusic Feels like im waiting Mind debating Contimplaiting But i dont know what it is thats weighting As long as she knows im happy Staying With words im playing Delete Things im saying Like what you dain Be more discreet  im mouthing Defeat In time to the beat I push But i dont beat  about the bush Just pick the berries Cherry blossom But no cherries She blossom Sent awesome But quick decent Like a possom If you leave  all but one My brain telling her to  run But the man  thats overcome Hes laghing Insane Causing Pain cause its fun He shoots  without a gun And its oh shit What have i done, Cause he is me Well my demon And he demands to be free Her screams turn him on And before long Im gone, Some times till dawn  as he goes on and on Hurt her hurt her He screams Hes tearing at the seams Or so it seams His dreams Dipped im a stream Loosing steam But ill say it  cause i mean Im not mean I have been Been and seen The path it takes me And it breaks me Every time Every line  time And time Again Pick up the pen Look Up and im in a pen With ten men Ready to go when? Back then Fuck crack Ice im so cold  Till my story is told You try to tell me But bore me That songs old Seen that video before Own ten percent Money you hold Not the only one With drugs that need sold Phone out  and sent Of it went Only when am para am i hiding money in a vent She know my intent Shes content  with my content Some sub text Hide in the subtext Context Complex Its got to ring Anthing come next Swing for me ? Shot bent Wont leave a dent Your talking shit Thats what i ment My place to vent Dont know if its  my thoghts Or his Theres is lots Should be playing  with her hair But im not Sat in hi viz Middle of nowhere In my car This bar a riddle going nowhere Like a midget  in a elevator Fidjit As she hands  me her digits Her phone number to Knows im a rap Elevator Must do Examine  hear the cheers rap fans starving In this famin Happy since i got here Exterminate If your spittin less than great Fates never late So save the date Your an overrate Over weight Im an underrate Under weight Spitting at a ferious rate Your spitting is just atrocious mate Lost foucs You cant force this It just runs of my fingers From thoughts  that linger Your  the next singer Flexed Now Im going to sink my stinger Get your girls number And ring her Tell her if shes a friend Bring her