Quick recording on laptop
New, fresh, flows
Tommy Gun from Def Presidents: New School but real hip hop. Three different styles intertwine and mesh. Always releasing hits but we real to the flesh. Rep Def
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Lyrics
I try to lift the world on my shoulders
But now I've learned that it burns and it churns, but my heart's gettin colder
It's gettin harder to focus, I'm dodgin each culture
And makin my own like I'm spose ta
Or am I not? Cuz fuck, my hand has got
So cold and empty handin out care, this planet's got...
Some attributes that I will never forget
It's pain, betrayal, I stay low to dodge stead of catch
I've learned my fables, the gray hole has not yet turned black
So I'm enabled to take hold of whatever's left
So right now, I'm in hiatus, chillin wit no chosen way
Just takin a break, until the day shit comes my way, ugh
My verses spoken with passion, Shit when I curse it's with passion
Right now you're laughin till the day that I'm laughin
They say my vocals disposable, then go head and chokehold
When you release I'm spewin out more than just decent flows yo
I'll chew you whole, and then regurgitate
For impersonatin a bitchass who deserves a break
When really you a bitchass who deserves to be broken
You'll be chokin, when I land jabs right to your throat and
No lie, shit I've been like this the whole time
Stand for my belief, but don't start bullshit, got no time
