What if i told you, bout the skeletons, I got, Would you peek into my mental frame, These pictures that i shot, peircing through me, like a bullet, bitch im cooking in the pot, In the stu, tryna make a hit, im looking just like pac, Im am you, i aint special, buddy, im just taking shots, not an alcoholic, so i stay addicted to my plot, i aint sleeping, every second, goes to working, so i jot, on the paper, ripping pages, Got my stomach in a knot, I aint tryna be nobody, im just reece, thats all i got, me, myself, and i, we gone take it to the top, keep your top low, or you could a get a click, just like a download, im down low, right now but, ima get to where i thought, thinking big, and dreaming bigger, where i want to be, i beat up any beat, and any quanity, i drop is quality, so do you qualify, Step into the ring, you getting swallowed by me, the ambulance, and plently ivs, I am not a rapper, bitch i am a spirit, Tryna wrap a gift, im laughing at you, I hope that you hear it, i aint miss, I cant get no clearer, Bitch my mirror, show me greatness, Where the fuck is the greatest, He not goud, a might just grate him, Get it, gouda cheese, I said it, you best beleive, Im deading, all of you peasants, My prensence is not a present, Im pressing, up any president, Evident, that im heavent sent, Peddaling, to get medals, I meddle with not a soul, Navigation on, gps, The road is looking tough, But still i peddal on, Life has taught me lessons, They were rough, I face it, head up, my shoulders, Get complacent, i cant place my finger on it, But the progress that im making, Every step that i been taking, Working hard, my goals, im breaking, Barriers, i placed, a pencil, do the job, erase, I pace myself, like turtles, taking time, Making rhymes, cause they helping with the hurdles, that i find, in my life, they been breaking, but i say that i am fine, Cause in this life of ours, All we got eachother, Aint no right or wrongs Homies, that i looked to as, A brother, Showed me, i was wrong, And though this journey, is tough, And taking long, Ima keep it pushing, Problems i just write them in a song
mira mira a la papelera tiempo sobra menos pa la espera espera pero mira tera byte kilometros y letra high pass yo con ella no me siento normal high pass high pass menos para ver atrás miro lo que vivo es presente lo tomo lo admiro no es presidente rey de aquí de mi piso del si, el M.C si se puede vivir y se puede sentir
Here I go again Lookin at the stars Lookin at my friend N he look like he on mars But really he on barz N I’m writing all these bars While I’m Sitting in my car While im parked at the park I wish I had a life Similar to Tony stark But instead here I am Pushing shopping carts N no it’s not my job Put two n two together I hope u got the smarts So u could hear me better Tonight it’s rainy weather So I’m putting up my tent Gotta live like this Since I gambled all my rent God sent for me But his wishes I repent N I lost all my friends Since I live like Harvey Dent Yea that’s two face Betrayal to the ones Who would share they toothpaste It happened all at once Once I received some blue face
Imma Go harder Cuz then I know fo sho My son’ll go Farther Unlike his own father Im under microscopes Watching out for informants When im in performance I see whispers in the crowd No peace of mind Cuz I’m hiding from my child I know it sounds crazy I hadda lil lady N I admit I was actin kinda shady But then I disappeared Once she mentioned a baby Running thru my mind The situation been lately N honestly I’m grown But I’m stressed over the fact That Baby will be alone It’s gets to me so much When Imma sleep I tend to groan Shit But this is how it is I once had it all But I lost it all so quick I had to be reminded What its like for the kid So the title of this song Goes by “Letter to my unborn” Listen here my child This world ain’t so perfect And being with ur mother Would not have been worth it I’m urgen you to listen Cuz what I spit is real D’ Evil came to me N we came up wit a deal Sign sealed delivered He could have my soul As Long as you’re delivered From evil, temptations N to my first born I know you gon make it Believe in yo self Even if it seems hiatus I’m gracious I just go on livin No longer lookin hard For things to make sense Got a massage from a bitch She said I feel tense No shit stupid bitch I gotta pay the rent.
First and foremost fuck the world Bend the rules break the code Let her go she a hoe Secondly inhale smoke be the joke go tell folk your the one God sent Third repent beware of the serpents Some disguised as servants Always moving forwards going forth with a force God willing keep pushing and drilling
