wellitsme

Better take a good look beforeI disappearBecause I'm just about to be your used to beYou might catch a glimpse of my taillights in the dustAnd if you notice something missin'Well it's me'Cause I tried and you liedI cried and you stood byWellHere's a littl . . . 阅读详情

作词: Monch, PoetryBy the grace of god, i give a speech like malcolmExpressin, flexin, flaunt the style that's wicked (uhh!)Inflicted, addicted --now people can't understandThe particular way that i've kicked itSmooth (mmm)is it not?(yup!)Is it dope?(yup! . . . 阅读详情