up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I that you been raised high above the ceilin', just music, I hope you feel it, but now i got a couple things that i deal with, soo up cousin...
how you been, it is, homie? without you here, your family lonly but all good cousin, we gone carry on it seems so unfair your gone people nowadays neva focus on the cause life only good when the guap is big they talkin shit, for no reason, is stupid...baby my flow ,leave'em so confused cause they all up bout this dumb said she love it and the other shit is rubish so ima make my time here it, real god for you lookin' back like nothin I couldn't do and nothin that i wouldnt do to bring you back poetry, heart an soul singin rap, i've been that i found my rappin bout the future in an old school fashion
up cousin, how are you feelin'?, I heard that you been raised high the ceilin', just makin music, I hope you it, but now i got a couple things that i deal with, soo up cousin...
they say my style different, im just like ery body else they say my pitches gota change up, but all those is just hatin cause they dont know how to theyself mad someone bring my name up an its unfortunate cause im just here comin from the shit, i'm just find somethin for the market an i aint sayin i'm from the worst hardships, but my life 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 that i really need to talk with, that musta been what got this started theres been some people i havn't said goodbye to but my gota go on, an it dont mean that we forget because we dedicate our lives to, thats why I wrote fuckin 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 couple things that i deal with, soo up cousin...
shits real out there, aint playin' round I got some bangers an some that i hang around erry body does their own thing and you can me on the makin money when its snowing, i sell a lil weed, get my fat but i talk to cats who be movin of crack it aint the good life, it aint the bad, its just makin the of what we have put the dollars down an move into the lab thats how much i want this music to last, an days i feel its movin to fast gone pass, not rememberin a class, start to leave, before you its time to grow up focus on the real try not to get ya up so far ive had some hard work an a lil some make it to the money, i aint giveit up
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...