Lyrics:
I'ma speak the truth until my heart stops
My lyrics running all you cowards out of hip-hop
Now let the beat knock
And if I die by a slug, the death
got metaphysical lyrics that are glistenin'
And the people who know what's up, are locked up, shut up and shot up
They tried to keep us down, but by
far with either, just the way it goes
Writing lyrics on my Converse, writing lyrics on my own
There was a world around me, I just didn't want to know
I
Great John on the beat, by the way
Live by the gun, you die by the judge, nigga
Shooter get, shooter get shot
Yeah, you know that? Huh? yeah
Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin at?
Megaman up first
21 seconds oh shit
I ain't got no time to smoke this
Hold this, yo g
Go by in a blacked out TT
a journey into Tragedy's past
When I was one adopted by Michael Chapman
This was years before I started rappin
My father held a scholarship for a year
But
Writin my lyrics with this hyped information
This is a section of my creation
So don't say shhh with an exclaimation
Just look at the center of the stage
there'll never be a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch,
Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
snowwhite and black
Songtext and who feels Lord he knows it
and what he sees is dreader than dread
Lyrics red tears stealing your hope man
but you can´t
a thang/
Livin by the code cause this game's not a game- I maintain/
Put my heart on tha track, words can't express
Let you feel the pain, turn lyrics into
People, it's time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense, as I commence, my lyrics intense
Your telephoto, break out your big
the biggest part of your ass
into the narrow side, I'm that case you place, nigga
Tie yo' bitch, to the shitter nigga, throw yo' stinkin ass
by the liver nigga,
“BAD BY MY DAMN SELF”
Lyrics, Music, and Musical Arrangement by Julius “JUICE” Davis, Jr.
Copyright c 2018 by Julius “JUICE” Davis, Jr.
Verse 1
You
should notice
Like the content of my lyrics
Please don't be oblivious
And I'll embrace the criticism
I just want to tell the world
My life throughout my
No one knows how I’m feeling
No one cares ‘bout the rhythm
Tell me do you give a damn about every single lyric?
Everybody feeling good
Made it out,
I felt like making a chorus, I made one
Felt like making a lyric, I sing one
Felt like dropping a beat, I did one
All this came about 'cause I’m
Digitally
Scripting, Lyrics
Consistently, Ink written
Cursive, Penmanship, Physically
On blue lined, Leaf
Point to solutions
Conclusively
What's your word
of my brain is made up of lyrics
I can be a social guy with smile that is gleeful
I'll be at a rave with thousands of people
Surround by equals no
just wanna act like this gon be their moment,
nah, this is my time, every single line you hear me quote is my rhyme,
imma fly guy, using my lyrics
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