Let's leave the past in the past and present to the future
Accept the gift forget the former
Patience is a virtue. Good things come to those who wait
I need to recognize my gifts before it's too late
Can't close the gap I'm in a league of my own
Not to jinx myself but this banger blows
This mindset sucks, I'm a sober little fuck
All in good time, I'll relapse on my own
Got a personality like I loaded up on lodestones
I either attract or repel, either way I'm boned
All alone, I entered this way
Imma leave this bitch with you wanting to pray
Fuck my destiny but I embraced it anyways
Worse than Liu Kang, I never ran away
Now you hear me muttering off cause I know I'm in a rut
It's relapse retrial recover restart
Let's leave the past in the past and present to the future
I forgot the words but the song ain't over
Patience is a virtue. Good things come to those who wait
I need to recognize my blessings before it's too late
Got the crew at my back, got the crew to the front
Mad dog syndrome as I'm rolling up the blunt
I need a shot of something if I'm to get better
Hopeless yet happy as I write her a letter
Hippy mindset but feeling set to fail
Why pick up a pen when my life's off the rails
Imma get a degree, that sure as hell ain't me
Engineer my failure from the start
I only asked for a part in my own fate to be
But you pushed me to the side, fuck being happy
I better say goodbye before I forget
That I loved you once, can't say never again
I've left the future in the past and forgotten bout the present
I display my gifts despite no happy ending
Found myself curled up in a ball
Too scared to ask that one question
Liquid courage isn't close to the real thing
Especially when you wake up not remembering
Gotta piece up the puzzle but this jigsaws in half
To start things off get up from the bath
Retrace my steps, find out where the fuck I've been
I find myself stuck still busy remembering
I've been there before, too scared to be there again
Still at the start but I'm staring at an end
I've picked up the pen but the cartridge ran dry
It's still not to late, but what's it mean to try
Showing posts with label College Bound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label College Bound. Show all posts
Friday, June 12, 2015
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Just Another Pretty Personality
Yo, I'm Just another pretty personality
Peeping Tom from the knights of society
Tasting defeat before the battle starts
The king's deceit ain't got me going far
A filthy casual and impersonal prick
A beefy motherfucker with everyday for play
Hide behind humor and hit a hard hit
Too stoned to function without a little bit
Caffeine deficient so my mind ain't right
Breaking out in hives and sweating every night
Keep it tight though, I roll with the crew
It's all bros no hoes so I wish I rolled with you
Trying to take this down to a science
Serotonin overflow got my heart defiant
Mind's too distracted to see what's what
And the eyes too busy staring down at her butt
Yea, I'm just a pretty personality
Pacing out the pain as I pay the price of salary
Let the cocksuckers bark ill stand still strong
A stonewall to these slaves of society
Commanding the masses and the trinity
Call me the general general, making genocide
Purge out the dark and give into the light
A hero's a villain to someone sides me
It's money music mental and a little bit of mayhem
Mind over matter and wherever the hell it came from
Satan said hi so I dapped the brother up
Wear a crown with Peter Pan before he grows up
Come on Wendy, come fly with me
Got some fairy dust to divide for free
Roll up the joint and get high with me
Break a bottle on your head, oops, Teehee
Aye, I'm just a petty personality
Chicks be flocking to me like an ant to the celery
This pic-a-nic's not for me, but I'll eat it anyways
Come on BooBoo, They can have another any other day
Just another kid tryna fill his shoes
I don't wanna admit it but I don't know what to do
So I'll stand in the corner cracking corny jokes
Why'd the chicken cross the road? I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
Maybe the chicken worked the corner and needed a cigarette
Blew a guy for money so it could get the next pack
Hopped across the street, couldn't fly, too domestic
Got hit by the car cause she just hopped off a dick
Or maybe the chicken's just a dumbass kid like me
Didn't care just did it to do it to be free
Someone told him no so he ran straight across the street
Got hit by a car, roadkill, tastes deer but chicken meat
Peeping Tom from the knights of society
Tasting defeat before the battle starts
The king's deceit ain't got me going far
A filthy casual and impersonal prick
A beefy motherfucker with everyday for play
Hide behind humor and hit a hard hit
Too stoned to function without a little bit
Caffeine deficient so my mind ain't right
Breaking out in hives and sweating every night
Keep it tight though, I roll with the crew
It's all bros no hoes so I wish I rolled with you
Trying to take this down to a science
Serotonin overflow got my heart defiant
Mind's too distracted to see what's what
And the eyes too busy staring down at her butt
Yea, I'm just a pretty personality
Pacing out the pain as I pay the price of salary
Let the cocksuckers bark ill stand still strong
A stonewall to these slaves of society
Commanding the masses and the trinity
Call me the general general, making genocide
Purge out the dark and give into the light
A hero's a villain to someone sides me
It's money music mental and a little bit of mayhem
Mind over matter and wherever the hell it came from
Satan said hi so I dapped the brother up
Wear a crown with Peter Pan before he grows up
Come on Wendy, come fly with me
Got some fairy dust to divide for free
Roll up the joint and get high with me
Break a bottle on your head, oops, Teehee
Aye, I'm just a petty personality
Chicks be flocking to me like an ant to the celery
This pic-a-nic's not for me, but I'll eat it anyways
Come on BooBoo, They can have another any other day
Just another kid tryna fill his shoes
I don't wanna admit it but I don't know what to do
So I'll stand in the corner cracking corny jokes
Why'd the chicken cross the road? I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
Maybe the chicken worked the corner and needed a cigarette
Blew a guy for money so it could get the next pack
Hopped across the street, couldn't fly, too domestic
Got hit by the car cause she just hopped off a dick
Or maybe the chicken's just a dumbass kid like me
Didn't care just did it to do it to be free
Someone told him no so he ran straight across the street
Got hit by a car, roadkill, tastes deer but chicken meat
Friday, May 22, 2015
Apathy
Day after day every day feels the same
As my general attitude drives me insane
A little bit off the road, the steering wheel's stuck
I got the call back, I didn't make the cut
No job, no cash, no flow, just funk
It's time routine maintenance, I'm routinely done
Lemme triple check my schedule to make time for fun
Go out with the guys, eat a meal, and I'm done
Every day's a new one, that sounds like bullshit
I've been at page one and for weeks I've read it
I'm at the point where all I can say is fuck it
If you ain't got a dick then we should be fucking
If you ain't part of the crew then you're practically worthless
If you didn't know by now I'm still an amateur wordsmith
Playing with these puns, conceited alliteration
Assonance, Consonance, these big words I'm saying
I'm displaying my mind like it's in a glass case
Stolen from the museum but tonight it's on break
I can go forever, I'm on grind all day
Rapping on my god shit, pop m&ms then pray
I told you once and now I'll say it again
No time for nothing, not even for the dead
I didn't cry at all as I watched daddy die
His body burnt to ashes and I didn't say goodbye
Fuck the funeral, he was a dick to me
Fuck the apathy, I couldn't care for he
Fuck the fuck's that I gave, fuck this bliss that I made
Fuck the fucking game, fuck the shit that I'm saying
Fuck this life that I live to just throw it away
Fuck the chase that I give when I'm running away
Fuck this day because it's the same as before
I wokeup and died and tomorrow reborn
To Inner Demons by Djay U4RIA
As my general attitude drives me insane
A little bit off the road, the steering wheel's stuck
I got the call back, I didn't make the cut
No job, no cash, no flow, just funk
It's time routine maintenance, I'm routinely done
Lemme triple check my schedule to make time for fun
Go out with the guys, eat a meal, and I'm done
Every day's a new one, that sounds like bullshit
I've been at page one and for weeks I've read it
I'm at the point where all I can say is fuck it
If you ain't got a dick then we should be fucking
If you ain't part of the crew then you're practically worthless
If you didn't know by now I'm still an amateur wordsmith
Playing with these puns, conceited alliteration
Assonance, Consonance, these big words I'm saying
I'm displaying my mind like it's in a glass case
Stolen from the museum but tonight it's on break
I can go forever, I'm on grind all day
Rapping on my god shit, pop m&ms then pray
I told you once and now I'll say it again
No time for nothing, not even for the dead
I didn't cry at all as I watched daddy die
His body burnt to ashes and I didn't say goodbye
Fuck the funeral, he was a dick to me
Fuck the apathy, I couldn't care for he
Fuck the fuck's that I gave, fuck this bliss that I made
Fuck the fucking game, fuck the shit that I'm saying
Fuck this life that I live to just throw it away
Fuck the chase that I give when I'm running away
Fuck this day because it's the same as before
I wokeup and died and tomorrow reborn
To Inner Demons by Djay U4RIA
Thursday, April 30, 2015
I'm the kid with an attitude, sharp tongue
I'm the kid with a megamind, fuck guns
Big head, blue blood, not an alien
Just the carry that's in for the millions
Take my time like a tortoise ,Body taut like rigamortis
Imma leave you all contorted, I'll control your very person
I'll consume the soul of haters, kinda busy, fuck you later
I'm the king of masturbaters, as I master master bait her
Getting lazy on the mic, but fucking everyday I write
Got verses for week but none are feeling tight
Pump that mindset feeling right Bump the music, it's a'ight
Hippies to the beastcoast and inbetween tonight
Peter Pan ain't as fly as I soar up in the sky
Sag my pants, shoot the wind, slowly die
Suicide, Regicide, betrayers on my side
As I size up the problem and blow it open wide
Take a peak into my mind, help me slowly turn the tide
Burn the beast and flay it's hide, Hit my homie for the ride
Sorry momma but I lied, college just ain't for me
Not looking to be lounging in a loveseat sipping tea
Fuck the tweed, plant my seed, grow a tree, living free
Eradicate the enemy I'll just convert them all to me
Honestly, my family's all just fuckers
A jammin band of Judas and a Jesus for the gunner
Bumblefucked in nowhere as I fuck around with words
I'll try and find my way but I can't stay the course
My life is up to me but I don't feel that's right
Feeling kinda docile, did I give up the fight?
Where am I going, What am I doing
Why is it that I'm the one stuck with the proving
Society's my judge but I'm already my idol
Simon says fuck you I can only say why though
To Clubsht by Djay U4RIA
I'm the kid with a megamind, fuck guns
Big head, blue blood, not an alien
Just the carry that's in for the millions
Take my time like a tortoise ,Body taut like rigamortis
Imma leave you all contorted, I'll control your very person
I'll consume the soul of haters, kinda busy, fuck you later
I'm the king of masturbaters, as I master master bait her
Getting lazy on the mic, but fucking everyday I write
Got verses for week but none are feeling tight
Pump that mindset feeling right Bump the music, it's a'ight
Hippies to the beastcoast and inbetween tonight
Peter Pan ain't as fly as I soar up in the sky
Sag my pants, shoot the wind, slowly die
Suicide, Regicide, betrayers on my side
As I size up the problem and blow it open wide
Take a peak into my mind, help me slowly turn the tide
Burn the beast and flay it's hide, Hit my homie for the ride
Sorry momma but I lied, college just ain't for me
Not looking to be lounging in a loveseat sipping tea
Fuck the tweed, plant my seed, grow a tree, living free
Eradicate the enemy I'll just convert them all to me
Honestly, my family's all just fuckers
A jammin band of Judas and a Jesus for the gunner
Bumblefucked in nowhere as I fuck around with words
I'll try and find my way but I can't stay the course
My life is up to me but I don't feel that's right
Feeling kinda docile, did I give up the fight?
Where am I going, What am I doing
Why is it that I'm the one stuck with the proving
Society's my judge but I'm already my idol
Simon says fuck you I can only say why though
To Clubsht by Djay U4RIA
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Dat New New Remix
Name's B LAZ E
Kinda new here
Just a short verse or two
Check it tho
I'm a born again hippy, that's missing a missus
But I'm taking down names, as I'm wading through bitches
I let my hair down, as I'm lost in the crowd
Getting high off life, no puffing on loud
Here's the indigo age, and I got my headstart
Spread the fucking love, you best do your part
Daddy always said that I'd be a star
But he bit the grave stone before I got far
Now I'm locked in a cage and the warden's lost the key
Need Samson's strength if I'm to be free
Be sure to check me on my biblical shit
The age of gods begins and I'm the flagship
I used to rap shit now I leave it in the dirt
As a kid I littered but now I love the earth
Care for my brother's, say holla to my sisters
Wave down the gunner that's shouting at a preacher
Right now Imma sound like a heretic
Honestly though I couldn't give a shit
They say god's not dead and I used to agree
Now new god's are born on the rise of the free
The government's falling, their castle's are crashing
New Battlegrounds have come a calling
New markets are bringing the cash in
Dat new new, it's the new age of rapping
It used to have attitude, now it's the hippies
Lemme join in, my style it's fitting
Those that hear the howl know the pack's winning
I'm starting off small but watch I'll make a killing
Kinda new here
Just a short verse or two
Check it tho
I'm a born again hippy, that's missing a missus
But I'm taking down names, as I'm wading through bitches
I let my hair down, as I'm lost in the crowd
Getting high off life, no puffing on loud
Here's the indigo age, and I got my headstart
Spread the fucking love, you best do your part
Daddy always said that I'd be a star
But he bit the grave stone before I got far
Now I'm locked in a cage and the warden's lost the key
Need Samson's strength if I'm to be free
Be sure to check me on my biblical shit
The age of gods begins and I'm the flagship
I used to rap shit now I leave it in the dirt
As a kid I littered but now I love the earth
Care for my brother's, say holla to my sisters
Wave down the gunner that's shouting at a preacher
Right now Imma sound like a heretic
Honestly though I couldn't give a shit
They say god's not dead and I used to agree
Now new god's are born on the rise of the free
The government's falling, their castle's are crashing
New Battlegrounds have come a calling
New markets are bringing the cash in
Dat new new, it's the new age of rapping
It used to have attitude, now it's the hippies
Lemme join in, my style it's fitting
Those that hear the howl know the pack's winning
I'm starting off small but watch I'll make a killing
Monday, March 30, 2015
On a mission to, Desensitize, These feral minds, On their pharaoh grinds
Lemme sanitize, Renew your light, Proceed to mind, Only leisure time
Just chillaxing, relaxing, and playing
A game that I'm not real aware I was playing
You'll feel what I'm saying as I'm saying
That I'm down in the dirt but I'm clean
Married to life with no ring
Left puffing on a tree that went out about a week
It's like Hanukkah, the high's still here
Say hi to my peers, wave bye to my tears
Act like I'm sleeping and forget my fears
Where is it that I am going with this?
Am I gonna be a great? Or just shit
Gonna be an engineer or a kid
Get a wife or a bitch
Or just move on with it
Pursuant to succeed
This path is up to me
An artist at best but a fucker for now
A vulgar little monster with a broken crown
It's B LAZ E, the blasted bastard
Castrated monkey with a feeling of master
Cause I found the keys to his cage, But i'M raging
You didn't get what you want?
Not responsible for your cravings
Now you feel what I'm saying?
I'm tryna trailblaze but the engine's a stutter
You can't hear what I'm saying
I might as well mutter
As you gobble down the butter
Control's a dish best served cold
Society's a consumer that likes it old
Fuck tradition, as I fill my prescription
Live a little bit before I seek redemption
But you players stuck focused on consumption
While Me? I'm stuck focused on a message
Third eye's a blessing
Got a bowl full of resin
Made some mistakes so far but I learned my lesson
I took my tests
Passed them on the fly
In This system I seek to defy
As I defile your mind, and I get on my grind
Will I make it on time?
Pursuant to succeed
This life is up to me
A kid in man's shoes but a sheep in wolf's clothing
I'm still on the prowl as I'm busy growing
Gotta realize,awaken to the real life
As I patronize, those that use to patronize
Dad's dead, mom's fake, and brother's still here
Got the wolf pack behind me howling in my ear
I guess I got nothing left to fear
With the future on lock, I'm at the bottom of a rut
Love lost , fucking stuck, and actually kinda drunk
Gonna grow up, fucking stuck and acting like a punk
No love for my mom, no grave yard visit
Any family time is turned down cause I'm fucking busy
I'm left feeling unsatisfied
Is it right that I waited so long to cry
Life's got me stuck on a grind, no time
Free time's feeling fake as I make the next line
As I write the next paper, pity the next mind
Leave myself behind as I question suicide
I never got the answer so the future's not clear
But if my guess is right I'll still stand here
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Down and Out instrumental
Lemme sanitize, Renew your light, Proceed to mind, Only leisure time
Just chillaxing, relaxing, and playing
A game that I'm not real aware I was playing
You'll feel what I'm saying as I'm saying
That I'm down in the dirt but I'm clean
Married to life with no ring
Left puffing on a tree that went out about a week
It's like Hanukkah, the high's still here
Say hi to my peers, wave bye to my tears
Act like I'm sleeping and forget my fears
Where is it that I am going with this?
Am I gonna be a great? Or just shit
Gonna be an engineer or a kid
Get a wife or a bitch
Or just move on with it
Pursuant to succeed
This path is up to me
An artist at best but a fucker for now
A vulgar little monster with a broken crown
It's B LAZ E, the blasted bastard
Castrated monkey with a feeling of master
Cause I found the keys to his cage, But i'M raging
You didn't get what you want?
Not responsible for your cravings
Now you feel what I'm saying?
I'm tryna trailblaze but the engine's a stutter
You can't hear what I'm saying
I might as well mutter
As you gobble down the butter
Control's a dish best served cold
Society's a consumer that likes it old
Fuck tradition, as I fill my prescription
Live a little bit before I seek redemption
But you players stuck focused on consumption
While Me? I'm stuck focused on a message
Third eye's a blessing
Got a bowl full of resin
Made some mistakes so far but I learned my lesson
I took my tests
Passed them on the fly
In This system I seek to defy
As I defile your mind, and I get on my grind
Will I make it on time?
Pursuant to succeed
This life is up to me
A kid in man's shoes but a sheep in wolf's clothing
I'm still on the prowl as I'm busy growing
Gotta realize,awaken to the real life
As I patronize, those that use to patronize
Dad's dead, mom's fake, and brother's still here
Got the wolf pack behind me howling in my ear
I guess I got nothing left to fear
With the future on lock, I'm at the bottom of a rut
Love lost , fucking stuck, and actually kinda drunk
Gonna grow up, fucking stuck and acting like a punk
No love for my mom, no grave yard visit
Any family time is turned down cause I'm fucking busy
I'm left feeling unsatisfied
Is it right that I waited so long to cry
Life's got me stuck on a grind, no time
Free time's feeling fake as I make the next line
As I write the next paper, pity the next mind
Leave myself behind as I question suicide
I never got the answer so the future's not clear
But if my guess is right I'll still stand here
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gonna live love learn
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
Gotta work hard to earn
This life that should be up to me
This path that I'm walking to be free
*trailing off*
Down and Out instrumental
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Child's Play
Check me on the serial or catch me on the dank
Find me all relaxed as I stroll off the plank
I can Go for a swim but first I do a triple flip
More Money to be made off of some sick shit
I'm a hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Get active
Boy tonight we chilling as my boy pass me the chillum
Right now we talking deep but later we'll be children
Can't tell what's more broken, the bowl or this theme
Or the goods I broke down with my motherfucking team
Puffing OG, girl scouts, and little bit of lemon
Cloudy like blue dream but all I see is heaven
It's the Child of the Tree, The Indigo Hippy
The master blaster and the permanent trippy
Take a little sip of the smoke and the sniffy
A hit of the dank as I ready up the spliffy
Sit back, relax, hang around, we chilling
Nothing on tonight but acting like children
I'm a hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Get active
The mind's getting broken like humpty dumpty
Tape it all together and pick up a little money
Who knows maybe I'll score me some honeys
Or a brand new bottle of the best P's
Starting to live lively, Puffing on the best tree
So high I can't see, Probably be a nazi
Mac said it before me, but I heil my friends daily
Swastikas and stars as I gas bitches lately
Cooking like the dutch as I'm silent but deadly
Assassin to the game with the bass super heavy
It's a trophy catch, with a little flip flop
Gonna roast it later, no time left to clock
Find me all relaxed as I stroll off the plank
I can Go for a swim but first I do a triple flip
More Money to be made off of some sick shit
I'm a hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Get active
Boy tonight we chilling as my boy pass me the chillum
Right now we talking deep but later we'll be children
Can't tell what's more broken, the bowl or this theme
Or the goods I broke down with my motherfucking team
Puffing OG, girl scouts, and little bit of lemon
Cloudy like blue dream but all I see is heaven
It's the Child of the Tree, The Indigo Hippy
The master blaster and the permanent trippy
Take a little sip of the smoke and the sniffy
A hit of the dank as I ready up the spliffy
Sit back, relax, hang around, we chilling
Nothing on tonight but acting like children
I'm a hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Hippy with a plan
Hippy and the man
Get active
The mind's getting broken like humpty dumpty
Tape it all together and pick up a little money
Who knows maybe I'll score me some honeys
Or a brand new bottle of the best P's
Starting to live lively, Puffing on the best tree
So high I can't see, Probably be a nazi
Mac said it before me, but I heil my friends daily
Swastikas and stars as I gas bitches lately
Cooking like the dutch as I'm silent but deadly
Assassin to the game with the bass super heavy
It's a trophy catch, with a little flip flop
Gonna roast it later, no time left to clock
Friday, March 13, 2015
Wasted Potential
Wasted Potential
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Throw a tantrum, fuck the tassle
Fuck the hassle, fuck the stress
Fuck the fuck this fuck my mess
Get a handle on it, this baby's gotta eat
Breakfast lunch and dinner with snacks in between
Pop it, Lock it, Throw it in your bucket
Live it, Love it, drunk like I'm fucking
Too busy vomiting to know what I'm slugging
Loving, Hugging, Sleeping in a pool
No bathing suit nor am I in the nude
No bitch don't you tell me what to do
Don't know me so that shit's fucking rude
Leave it, Drop it, Put it in your pocket
Leave a little know to tell you to fuck it
Shut it, Plug it, Before I shove it
Really lady you don't know nothing
Wasted Potential
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Popped a cap, Popped a tab
Snort a line, Eat my cash
Drip a sip, Hit a lick
Shots fired as I bullshit
The race begins, blanks in the air
Stuck behind, catch the fear
Dank's a dish best served hot
Hot boy shit with the veins all popped
Sweating, sweating, blanking, blinking
Teething, fleeing, flaking, shaking
Tranquilized and demonized
Blissful thoughts as I roll the dice
Blank slate soldier, cut the ties
Snake's in the grass Surprise
Eye contact for sure but they sure fill you full of lies
I guess I better try, I'll work out a good deal
Take a break for now, but I still ain't got my fill
Make my move later, right now I'm in checkmate
Give me a year, I'll be somewhere at this rate
Wasted Potential
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Pass the blunt, Pass the hash
Hit the pipe, your turn to cash
Fore the bitch comes knocking at the door
I want more hits before I snore
This shit is such a bore, She's lying to her core
She says she knows what's best, I don't want to hear no more
She tells me go to school, do well, and go to college
I say why waste my time, it's not gonna equal profit
I'd rather sit here working on my Go Hard grind
They say I'm collegebound but I say that this is fine
I'm wasted potential, I'm not detrimental
Spit my thoughts out on this mental
Like I just chugged down a handle
And a case or keg of beer, Get me up out of here
Gotta get to going as I slowly die from fear
A strong man sheds his tears, But the weaker man would laugh
A great man doesn't waver, so I guess here to stand
Wasted potential and I just polished my medal
I'm gonna keep going, fuck debating, I won't settle
To Go Hard(Instrumental) by DJAY U4RIA
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Throw a tantrum, fuck the tassle
Fuck the hassle, fuck the stress
Fuck the fuck this fuck my mess
Get a handle on it, this baby's gotta eat
Breakfast lunch and dinner with snacks in between
Pop it, Lock it, Throw it in your bucket
Live it, Love it, drunk like I'm fucking
Too busy vomiting to know what I'm slugging
Loving, Hugging, Sleeping in a pool
No bathing suit nor am I in the nude
No bitch don't you tell me what to do
Don't know me so that shit's fucking rude
Leave it, Drop it, Put it in your pocket
Leave a little know to tell you to fuck it
Shut it, Plug it, Before I shove it
Really lady you don't know nothing
Wasted Potential
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Popped a cap, Popped a tab
Snort a line, Eat my cash
Drip a sip, Hit a lick
Shots fired as I bullshit
The race begins, blanks in the air
Stuck behind, catch the fear
Dank's a dish best served hot
Hot boy shit with the veins all popped
Sweating, sweating, blanking, blinking
Teething, fleeing, flaking, shaking
Tranquilized and demonized
Blissful thoughts as I roll the dice
Blank slate soldier, cut the ties
Snake's in the grass Surprise
Eye contact for sure but they sure fill you full of lies
I guess I better try, I'll work out a good deal
Take a break for now, but I still ain't got my fill
Make my move later, right now I'm in checkmate
Give me a year, I'll be somewhere at this rate
Wasted Potential
Wasted POTENTIAL
WASTED POTENTIAL
Pass the blunt, Pass the hash
Hit the pipe, your turn to cash
Fore the bitch comes knocking at the door
I want more hits before I snore
This shit is such a bore, She's lying to her core
She says she knows what's best, I don't want to hear no more
She tells me go to school, do well, and go to college
I say why waste my time, it's not gonna equal profit
I'd rather sit here working on my Go Hard grind
They say I'm collegebound but I say that this is fine
I'm wasted potential, I'm not detrimental
Spit my thoughts out on this mental
Like I just chugged down a handle
And a case or keg of beer, Get me up out of here
Gotta get to going as I slowly die from fear
A strong man sheds his tears, But the weaker man would laugh
A great man doesn't waver, so I guess here to stand
Wasted potential and I just polished my medal
I'm gonna keep going, fuck debating, I won't settle
To Go Hard(Instrumental) by DJAY U4RIA
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