new yolksta

[Épísôdè]

runnin the ground figz i trhow a fast beat down

nothing straight just some shit outa mind fo stills--im straight bored =|

this increminated mind in a life of no crime but seeking the time for a dance of straight crime

missing the loc life in doubt, no dice in the house wishing on time to be reconized as passed is not to far gone but iz gone atlast

its still there eating me beating me so tired of it all needs to rewind and not creep and fall

damn where did it go all that i had is gone but yet i stil have it all shit feels all to calm

no slang no bling no fucking hot ass ho
no sex no drugs no club hoppin no mo
no cop in the mirror no adrenalin rush
there we go on a roll and im lovin it yo

postive beats hittin the streets unlike befo
where we be in the streets no mo silver to load

bring the heat brink it cheap there other means to these streets
if your workin on a dime you better kill me this time
bitch motha fuckn trick almsot lost me my line

its on the verge fuck here it comes
get out motha fucka i shouldnt be holdin this gun
load the clip smoooth..
clock and grip ooooooo
love that sound nig crooooz

i shoulda kep jottin but i figured stop and get a freestroke in-holla

 

[Ironic Commando]

its prolly sound better if there were an audio to it......maybe im old fashioned or been gone for too long and missed out on a new flow format...but i was havin a hard time following. been noticin that a lot lately...i should dust off the ol pen and pad and get back in the swing of things.