up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been raised high the ceilin', just makin music, I you feel it, but now i got a couple things i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
how you been, what it is, without you here, your feel lonly but it's all good cousin, we carry on although it seems so unfair gone people nowadays neva focus on the cause life nows only when the guap is big they talkin shit, for no reason, is stupid...baby my flow ,leave'em so confused cause they all up this dumb shit Lisa said she love it and the shit is rubish so ima make my here worth it, real god for you lookin' like theres nothin I couldn't do and theres nothin that i wouldnt do to you back poetry, heart an soul singin rap, i've thinkin that i found my passion bout the future in an old school fashion
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been raised high the ceilin', just music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a couple that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
they say my aint different, im just like ery body else they say my pitches change up, but all those people is just cause they dont know how to love theyself mad when bring my name up an its unfortunate im just here comin from the heart shit, i'm just tryna find for the market an i sayin that i'm from the worst hardships, but my aint no walk in the park, its been a shark pit, dark with no harvest, drivin in a car but find a place to park it i got some people i really need to talk with, that musta been got this shit started theres been some people that i havn't goodbye to but my life gota go on, an it dont mean that we because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote this song
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you raised high above the ceilin', makin music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a things that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...
shits out there, aint nobody playin' round I got some bangers an some that i hang around erry body does own thing and you can find me on the corner money when its snowing, i sell a lil weed, get my fat but i talk to cats who be lots of crack it aint the good life, it aint the bad, its makin the best of what we have put the dollars down an move into the lab thats how much i want this shit to last, an some days i feel its to fast gone pass, not rememberin a class, start to leave, you know its time to grow up focus on the real try not to get ya up so far ive had some hard an a lil luck make it to the money, i aint gone giveit up
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been raised high the ceilin', just makin music, I you feel it, but now i got a things that i gota deal with, soo up cousin...