Rapping’s all but technique
Open your mouth and stuff leaks.
What I speak is tongue in cheek.
Yeah and some cuss words baby.
Climbing up but there ain’t stairs.
Stuff is blurred but I would fare.
Once I’ve spilled then no repairs.
Masterpieces..... now can you dare?
To get mocked yo I’m not scared.
I’m gon’ sock and rip and tear.
I know my mob yo no one cares.
Jus’ live it dude… stroll in pairs.
Now I feel the blood rush.
Adrenaline flows, yo busts in gusts.
Myself is the dude I trust.
Can’t help it, eh... I’ve had enough!
- George Anto
14 Dec 2006
fast shit...
