Kind of a little keystyle thing
I flew the car off the edge of this cliff,
The edge of this bridge is ripped by the pledge of this kiss,
Blessed by this miss so I drift away in the music,
I grab it and use it before I happen to lose it,
I'm attracted with true gifts distracted by movement,
Useless, I'll prove it just turn up the mic quick,
And I might spit right quick at the end of my night shift,
At the end of my daybreak my fake traits beginning to take shape,
I hate great I'm legendary its oh so scary so fake wait,
What is it I'm saying what am I speaking,
these dragons I'm slaying these eagles I'm leaving,
It happens just maybe with these people I'm seeing,
I'm speaking such words of encouragement,
Worshipin the nourishment I'm workin with,
My puropse is worthless I say that it's worth the risk,
Running through the working fence even though my shirt is ripped,
I'm workin in hell stuck in a cell with the worst of them,
Burnt my skin just sittin on the sun,
Shifted on the one that was written on my tongue,
Clip is in the gun but my aim is off it seems,
Trapped in the bottom scream like 'get off of me',
Possibly, I'm awefully creative,
No structure or cuss words but with bombin schemes to play with,
With addictive flows rippin and cripplin those wicked foes,
Twisted misfit critic shows with the sickness (woah)I'm gifted though pause it for the simple pros,
I'll just sit back and and wait for them to catch up,
I'll save everyone on TR but shootin the rest up,
Wait that was a mess up forget it thats my bad,
I live with my eyes closed tryin to forget about my past,
3 lines above tree lines have felt all of my wrath,
It's my path but I can't run it alone,
Wish my family was here but I'm runnin from home,
And I've been runnin for days,
Accomplished nothing this way I don't have one thing to say,