Onde procuro rimas.. Na minha box Dentro do meu snapback, Na caixa que está locked.. Fechada trancada Guardo lá o meu passaporte Mas sei a minha identidade Sem fellings cyborg..
@KushSmokinJackАй бұрын
No rhyme and reason I'm sick of this god damn feeling They told to wait...there's no sign of healing Too far gone and life is not appealing I mean it I don't need a hug Or you to say anything.. just leave it I'm only saying..so now you know the reason I'm not smiling or speaking I sleep..rise to ma feet...but I promise am already defeated Where's the hope after a thousand different leaders Is the climate the greenest? Brudda nobodies eating Theres no different way that we can see things Each to his own..and each to his evening After all was said and done..still none of it relieved it Grab the bible it's hard to read and believe it All of its misleading The deception was hiding cuz no one was seeking The truths there if you wannit Honest...but no money in the wallet Hydroponics in the closet Pull off with somebody stuck to the bonnet