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freestyle with easy beat

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freestyle with easy beat

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03 Mar 2017

Thinking back to the days when i was a kid Growing up My father always treated me like shit I was told respect had to be earned b4 u step I kept on getting my ass whipped And put in check I realized that experience and time in life really dont mean shit Lifes more a game of fight or flight and instincts I grew hungry As A young entrepeneur needing money So i planned ways to make it keep coming step after step lick after lick i took what i could take and i got what i could get I even got some moist bitches on the dick but in the end the trade off wasnt shit I was forced to b a slave cuzz of my own stupidity and ignorance I was forced into a life of sin I was caught in a web of deceptions And lies that i helped to strentch and spin Ah hell Where do i begin The sad story of taken advantage of and poor me i'm the victim Or Should i start with 12 steps where i accept my addictions Where i admit that my decisions Caused all the drama to burn raw from the friction Growing up I was forced to listen to U aint shit And u'll never b shit I'm the shit I could only go so long b4 the weight of this shit and your dumb shit Rose to the tip of my heel when my spin kick reached out and smashed your chin Situation had u froze when I flipped U ran into the bathroom slammed the door and locked it And when i flipped reality suddenly hit Thats when I realized that u aint about shit But running your lips And suddenly u lost your grip And suddenly u couldn't manipulate shit Cuzz u a little bitch U took my kindness for weakness I guess u underestimated my skills and depth With aggressive connects U aint shit None of us r shit Look at the big picture bitch And picture it Aint shit

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8 years ago

Thinking back to the days when i was a kid Growing up My father always treated me like shit I was told respect had to be earned b4 u step I kept on getting my ass whipped And put in check I realized that experience and time in life really dont mean shit Lifes more a game of fight or flight and instincts I grew hungry As A young entrepeneur needing money So i planned ways to make it keep coming step after step lick after lick i took what i could take and i got what i could get I even got some moist bitches on the dick but in the end the trade off wasnt shit I was forced to b a slave cuzz of my own stupidity and ignorance I was forced into a life of sin I was caught in a web of deceptions And lies that i helped to strentch and spin Ah hell Where do i begin The sad story of taken advantage of and poor me i'm the victim Or Should i start with 12 steps where i accept my addictions Where i admit that my decisions Caused all the drama to burn raw from the friction Growing up I was forced to listen to U aint shit And u'll never b shit I'm the shit I could only go so long b4 the weight of this shit and your dumb shit Rose to the tip of my heel when my spin kick reached out and smashed your chin Situation had u froze when I flipped U ran into the bathroom slammed the door and locked it And when i flipped reality suddenly hit Thats when I realized that u aint about shit But running your lips And suddenly u lost your grip And suddenly u couldn't manipulate shit Cuzz u a little bitch U took my kindness for weakness I guess u underestimated my skills and depth With aggressive connects U aint shit None of us r shit Look at the big picture bitch And picture it Aint shit

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