Thursday, February 18, 2010

I love writing raps.

So I put this to Drakes MONEY TO BLOW track.

haha fun stuff.



see im relaxin in the back of a hollywood black limo

face straight up guido, so im laughin like steve-o

im on that shit gonna score last minute, like a free throw

Jersey we know, fulla tools, home depot

N im the first to admit it,

these boys came to kick it

gettin drunk like a hotel party. no LIMITS

spark it like we're livin it up, in our last minute

takin breathes of this kush, in it til i win it

the money aint a thang but I'm waitin on my time

to pop outta nowhere and finely make you mine

im not here to whine, just to say im on my grind

the coffee, no caffeine, up all hours of the night

I like my boyz like my wine iz, the absolute fiinest

so stop lookin past this,

i been right here

makin moves motha fucka in the dark, like a deer

caught in the headlights, still i stay sincere

not gonna walk all over you just to be near

what some may call stardom , whatever they call em

green changin faster than the leaves in the autumn

am i speaking this clearly, properly hear me

been working hard on my music, so damn fiercely

and you can all diss me

but the moment that im on

you'll immediately miss me,

call me up and try to kiss me

but you aint a real friend, you aint struggle with me

to become what I am,

and no you cant handle it

try to put me on that guest list, N I cancel it

i dont want your favors, or your pay me back laters

cause lifes not about them I OWE YOUZ

call it hot and cold, call it bold, i'm not here to lose

and im not here to mind my damn P's and Q's

sorry im not perfect, i dont use and abuse

im not a high roller, got scuffs on my shoes

but it shows i been places, seen so many faces

leavin them nameless ,

this what its like to be famous?

well i'd hate this.

all I really want is to be up there with the GREATEST.

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