Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Various women, I´m swimming in, like a shark Tear the pussy apart, shawty it´s on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya, call me Young Sinatra The flow is prominent, hella dominant, on time with it When im rhyming it, several labels itching to sign with it Let´s check the women I´m bringing in with these ill synonyms Softly killing ´em, in other words; I´m Lauryn Hillin ´em I swear to god if I could I´d never turn the page Living the rest of my days on stage Fucking with bitches that never age I´m so fly that I defy the laws of physics I ain´t think it was possible for a check to have this many digits Mathematically exquisite, am I cocky—just a smidget
If you want beef then we can supersize Freshman in the game So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac I killed the beat and dig a ditch just to fossilize To make sure none of you bammers try to reprise it what
Life´s a bitch and then you die That buck that bought a bottle could´ve struck the lotto Life´s a bitch and then you die Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
I´m working a nine to five just to survive, barely staying alive Hard to stay focused without the drive See I bus tables and my homie Castro is a waiter
I can´t wait to blow and say "I told you so haters!" Living the life of a egotistical pistol gripper Isn´t a life for me, I´d rather grip mics and undo girls zippers But not them ho girls, meet me after the show girls, but take it slow girls, have ´em coming back for mo´ girls
Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Various managers coming up talking bout they got me But really they shady and they slim in a pair of Versaces I know you see me shining, and practicing and grinding While they conform to the norm you´ll catch me designing
A different type of sound While you was stuck inside the box, I had already been around Inner peace and happiness I´m always tryna´ find it And I kinda got the feeling that a woman is behind it So I´m always chasing tails the real life sonic And I´m always spitting fire half black, half demonic Nah, I´m half black and half white C´mon this sound it had to come from somewhere, right? Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue And if you stepping to me like it is I´ll dismiss you The second you listen, the second I got you I swear to god I´m the reincarnated Young Sinatra
Life´s a bitch and then you die That buck that bought a bottle could´ve struck the lotto Life´s a bitch and then you die Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some