The cycle
Kier SnowdonFeels like floating in space Head feels light so I brace To catch flight in this race Kinda dark but I’m lighting the way if you’re off path listen to what I say Not how I say it There Ain’t no debate rating 8 Straight out of 8 for the ways that I slay All of mah words are cray Working harder by the day improve the rhymes I spray place myself in harms way so nothing harms you again Work train sleep That’s the cycle Work train sleep Thats the cycle only thing on eternal repeat the cycle only thing we will never defeat the cycle brings you to your knees the cycle left in a state of plead the cycle it’ll have you screaming please Can you put me out of my misery Well it doesn’t work that way sorry but you’ll have to pray it’s always tax day they’ll invade your space Your personal wage Your personal place Causes you to rage Causes you to flip flip your shit in this case grab a briefcase on Tuesday every day is doomsday head to the forest to look at some bluejays reminiscing the days I’d be payed to sit and blaze a biff bitches tryna switch cop a rolly for the wrist she realised I exist damn bitch got dismissed I resist any intent of using me for my shit disappeared into the mist one final kiss she’s pissed I ditched I knew it was a fixture wasn’t what I had in mind didn’t fit the picture so fuck it grab the wine and create a mixture bottle after bottle ain’t gon easy on the liquor model after model pulling down their knickers drinkers sticking their fingers into their rears then into their drink disgusting triggers me brings me to my brink
Leave a comment
Flopped at the end but was funny so kept it
Feels like floating in space Head feels light so I brace To catch flight in this race Kinda dark but I’m lighting the way if you’re off path listen to what I say Not how I say it There Ain’t no debate rating 8 Straight out of 8 for the ways that I slay All of mah words are cray Working harder by the day improve the rhymes I spray place myself in harms way so nothing harms you again Work train sleep That’s the cycle Work train sleep Thats the cycle only thing on eternal repeat the cycle only thing we will never defeat the cycle brings you to your knees the cycle left in a state of plead the cycle it’ll have you screaming please Can you put me out of my misery Well it doesn’t work that way sorry but you’ll have to pray it’s always tax day they’ll invade your space Your personal wage Your personal place Causes you to rage Causes you to flip flip your shit in this case grab a briefcase on Tuesday every day is doomsday head to the forest to look at some bluejays reminiscing the days I’d be payed to sit and blaze a biff bitches tryna switch cop a rolly for the wrist she realised I exist damn bitch got dismissed I resist any intent of using me for my shit disappeared into the mist one final kiss she’s pissed I ditched I knew it was a fixture wasn’t what I had in mind didn’t fit the picture so fuck it grab the wine and create a mixture bottle after bottle ain’t gon easy on the liquor model after model pulling down their knickers drinkers sticking their fingers into their rears then into their drink disgusting triggers me brings me to my brink
You may also like