JustinHarrison

K.o. Yayo Lay down ho Dro Moneyman god Son of man Tucansam My Words hot so bizzy sizzling Listening might make you dizzy Ocapelo Calm,cool,collected Ima pro respect it Dont think im official its called credentials Check it Clean as officials whistle Fast as a missile Mean as a pit bull The shit I spit is scary You say your girl is bad but her back is harry I laughed this shit is involuntary Like gas that I pass in a crowd gathered by the mass You think im obserd Yet your stuck on my words Bitches flock by the herds You dont deserve Kneal at my feet Admitted defeat My cloths so neat Your cloths Well you look like a geek Discreet My words burn Your cooking like meet Your shaking I can hear your heart beat Crazy shit Life like a maze Never phased Sparking a blunt Get blazed Self made Aliens These people say they are your friends They ain't the end Gotcha Its Just the beginning Got me bent This money Consider spent Misery Let me be Like puting glasses on for the first time I can finaly see Gee The worlds crazy But endless for people like me Like money that grows in trees Like the endless sea A cold breeze Cartoon I blow you up like a balloon on molly Me and my soldiers my platoon im sorry Yours truly