‘Ugh ugh What up Reef?’
Yo, I'm horse-backin' the drum from the kick to the snare
Get them shits in the air, the shit is fixin' to flare
Spit on a beat, wrap it and ship it
Put it out, shit on the streets, that's me
Bust you in your shit and tell you don't you ever, that's me
I need respect, don't you better, that's me
Chrome beretta, in the waist line of my own get up
I'm goin' and still goin', that's me
You hear a pop, see a drop, I'm comin', that's me
When everybody on your block is runnin', that's me
With the rocks that ca
198d
This is forgiven
if the uniform fits
postponed
at the first showing
this is the tension mold
of frozen icicles
and it feels like it's snowing
you speak in tongues
tremors that warn us of ourselves
(walk away)
born in hearts
etched in cold
at the first showing
(walk away)
nothing bleeds the same
my travel expenses paid
postponed
at the first showing
this dance is out of rhythm
we trip on excess steps
postponed
at the first showing
you speak in tongues
tremors that warn us of ourselves
born in hearts
etched in cold
swingsets pay
the playground toll
tremors that hold us
tremors that warn us
nothing bleeds like