Time has come to make sum rap
its loads of crap.. who cares i like to rap bout sum crap...
lifes no cakewalk..
No man dont want more pain.. gimme sum good.
had lots of crap on my head...
No more tears, Need no one to wipe them either...
getta life stop livin in shadows..
U knw wht thers no 2nd chance...
gotta pounce or u aint gona shine
momma u alwys gave me the courage..
lost in a bit of rage..
im no exhausted wana fight till end.. until the fuckin back bends..
tired of smokin those blunts..
tired of those V-P shunts..
tired of those senseless hunts.
wana sumtin more of this old body brunt.
gime sum care, gime sum love, gime sum touch.. out of ur spare..
you try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through gonna make a break and take a fake..
no girlie dnt want tht stinkin shake..
thers sumtin thts gona break...
pay no heed its none of ur stupid business..
Ya one day im gona make it to guinness....
yu'll see why...
love u all coz u tolerate ma crap..
keep on crapping !!!!!
Peace out \ . . /
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