Posted by YB *DA WONDA* on May 22, 2009, 5:11 am
71.125.60.90
close ya eyes, try to picture the way that i flow//
dont it sound like im doing it with my eyes closed//
my head harder than a rhinos, i know gods got a plan for me thats why i rhyme so...
effortlessly, cuz in a room with yall they could never miss me// you wouldnt understand if i said it simply i can turn my rhyme book to whatever my kid needs..//
hear me...feel me....for what i go thru, cant trust niggas its like my only friend is pro tools, you dont think that ima make it until i show you...you wanna be one of thebest then i can mold you...
like old bread, get money thats from my old head...we dye to shine while niggas dyin to eat...// then laugh about it when niggas die in the streett....crack supplyin not moving accurately.....
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