You get it nigga I got it the word come around when I flow cuz I wrote it
Too busy playing the notes in my head it's a circle I ain't even notice
It's too much to say and nobody say it if they did I don't think you'd notice
Flow to the ceiling the writtens hitting if you open it know that I wrote it
You get it now
I wrote it its hidden it's spoken without
Holding the message withholding the drought
Spouting stories writtens closer to hope that's what not withholding moments mostly about
How the motive money motivation racing waiting for niggas to listen
Specific description, but holding the clout
Cant wait till I'm out
I f*ck with the trap
But anyways
Main attack is the bap like
I'm yankee love
That's the center of rap
Central attack
Heart of the pack
And when you get it I'm leading the pack
Picked the litter now I'm hitting winter, my name closer to frat, bush to iraq
Happens quicker, Hope the city with us
And the shitty winners
They don't know where it's at
The other side
Man that shit is a rap
You cross the line
And can only imagine
Heart of rhyme
So Im making it rappin
Facts
Magic it happen
I'm faster than average
Backwoods rappin
And it happen wit passion
You hit and pass and
Bigger badder never ending
And After and back
Yeah
You get it nigga I got it the word come around when I flow cuz I wrote it
Too busy playing the notes in my head it's a circle I ain't even notice
It's too much to say and nobody say it if they did I don't think you'd notice
Flow to the ceiling the writtens hitting if you open it know that I wrote it