Originally Posted by
SURE LOCK 510
kick something...
Sure... real quick like....
When I zone, I'm bad
I'm 28 grams with a pen and pad...yeah..
And I walk around casually,
Rolling natty leaves, charged up on my battery
Blowing that Oatu
...indarkest night
In brightest day, no dro can escape my sight
Grip money and a honey beezy - you don't want none of me
G, __s ain't balling and breathing is a luxury.. see..
I'd put him in a coma for a comma
For another comma, I'm killing his baby mama
Maybe I'ma hit the block and just holla out, "BOTTOM BOTTOM!"
And see errbody hop out, glock out, shout, "I got him"
Really G, you prolly don't know me if you remember me
Cuz I ain't even Ryan, I'm Rilla, I just pretend to be
Welcome to the inner me..... look around
..............But miss the kidneys, I'm finna drink
Mix the Remmy with...*#%# it, MORE REMMY -- more weed
Yo I need more phillies and women on morphine
Boy please, I bang from Philly to N'Orleans
Got a beat? I'm the one-for it like fourteen
You ain't know, I took a class on rap
Got a PhD... so my cash come back
Cuz my chiropractic flow spazz on tracks
Dumb bars, lumbar... act a *## on wax...
Consider it kicked...
And uh... "Thanks mouse."
