She dropped a load on me before they closed the door
I be with nobody who know what's going on inside
My father body swollen behind my eyes
I ain't cried for him in time, the return solar
We on the ride forward
The reverse not working
Sometimes we collide in a black Sky full of Supernovas
And stars that died, no lie
I'm still rooting for us, two foots in the soil
Rhymes forged that conjoin us to the cosmic
Spliff burning like crude oil
Cool water drip like osmosis
I'll set the mood for ya, you know the vibes
Today I got time for it!
Run Forrest!
Five on me like I'm Bob Harry for the Tribe Slime
Mamba mentality, stars
Falling out of the sky
Sly

Amo el conter