Practice Hours #1
I wake up pick up the pad and put the pen to the paper, Start writing poetry certain individuals call me a mystery maker, If got my friends back I once knew a boy that didn't in the end he was classed as a traitor.
Snakes, Liers will all get burnt show them a lesson, The fire spreading through their body wake them up this is the army so stand to attention.
These man on road always making me walk through parts of despair, I'm getting used to the calls in the night but i still aint scared, I would be lying if I said I haven't pull a trigger, Test me I fucking dare, my life is worth more than yours and i got bullets to spare.
Garuantee You Haven't Got The Barz To Match Me, My Flows So Fast You'll Have To Grab A Taxi To Catch Me
Snakes, Liers will all get burnt show them a lesson, The fire spreading through their body wake them up this is the army so stand to attention.
These man on road always making me walk through parts of despair, I'm getting used to the calls in the night but i still aint scared, I would be lying if I said I haven't pull a trigger, Test me I fucking dare, my life is worth more than yours and i got bullets to spare.
Garuantee You Haven't Got The Barz To Match Me, My Flows So Fast You'll Have To Grab A Taxi To Catch Me
Originally Posted by ShAg123
