“Diving into the Deep end” This Is about to begin, watch as Illustrate my salt In pen. Dangerous on the mil, my lyrics UN- erasable like glue stuck to your shoe stuck to you mind your in for a treat clap your toes to the beat such open your time to hear me out. My raps goanna tower, reach new heights, goanna reach the top of the charts. Roaring my steps toward my goal, to set the pace, settle the score my hands so sore, but I grow so bore of hearing the same thing on and on again and again hang might be strange but let me tell you how hard I hit the range, super high, trembling for MO, IM goanna leave you with a cringe our sharpest pang our bitterest tear, yea Just sip your beer So now that IM goanna shatter some hearts and break some barriers In mum life. Ay man, I turn the world because Its scorned my disparity twice, uh now listen up as I serve you up this slice.
Not food Just the rhymes of an amateur rapper from myrtle beach. You listen up, this is my freestyle, Im goanna swim laps past you, so you can try and keep up. You can try to paddle on but before you can blink pitch ‘”II be gone. Splashing remains in your path, Oh do the math come one with the come on. Whoso stammering surely not me imam b. I will annihilate you with my raps, schemes and fully functionally traps. Relax this Is the my relapse album pulled from scratch to match that crap hoys call rap. Is that all you got.
Keep your composure still be you erode into the rocks and coexist in my hood as you should. I have made plenty of raps but they have never been seen never been hear or understood.. Now its time to put these words in pen and tear up the charts with thick sheets of this stuff hall get ready. Saw Saw goanna swat hall Like flies, choke on my replies take a look In the bathroom door mirror and tell me your listening I don’t do drugs its all like this, I give it one look and give it a shrug Walk the other way, yeah the other way.
Straight up I join no club I sip on very little pub, scratch that dub switch on the beat, flourish your feet feel the bass take a pencil Follow me, crank the music up and repaper to trace my movements and Oh believe me you, open your ears switch to the forward gear It time to make a stand, feet planted In the ground let me turn It up, real chill Now my stories approaching its quota so lets hear the next onto on this track. Sock your neck up, listen to me IM the master, If you don’t listen real good it will be your ultimate disaster This is not trick, IM not goanna lie IM pretty slick My hearts beating against all that’s flawed ay you buy always know you soon will be in my squad.