Eternal'Lee
Done playing with these niggas, I won’t sleep on myself
Write your story please nigga but ain’t no books on my shelf
I’m trying to eat but still living unhealthy
Fuck stealth I want wealthy, I got me so I help me
I don’t need a pick me up, I just need some advice
Documenting my vice, music saving my life
Just a little peace I need
Life might serve a cold slice but my soul is on ice
On my Baka not nice
Not nice it was grimy in my old days
My young days were my old days, no way
Drink in me, I was trying to innovate
Fuck the whole crib up, renovate
That don’t make a memory go away
On my soul I swear you could ice skate
Frozen king with bad migraines
Oh my god, oh my god, next episode
I’m trying to watch a new season, what’s a life with no meaning?
Do bad shit for no reason
Voice in my head next to go, food for thought with no seasoning
Might not make it to this evening, looks can be so deceiving
In a nutshell
I might save a life, I might raise hell
I’m just one of four and my horse pale
Is this really real? I don’t know braille
I’m trying to make the bread before it go stale
Text from my God, is that ghost mail?
Might catch a body and leave this shit in a hotel
Might be me if I ever grow me a coke nail
I will not buy bullshit at wholesale
Humanbeings do bad and don’t tell
Please don’t act like your shit do not smell
Let’s break it down in pieces, no oxtail
Beat the bully up at recess, oh I will
Let my mind run
Let me act up, might channel Tyson
My battle Tyson, street fight I’m Bison
Where the fuck my life went?
Down the rabbit hole that’s DOA, ay
Round the time a nigga needed AA
Or a better excuse
Hands up, hell trying to recruit
Give me something to do
I was born, now that’s a fucking stalemate
‘Til the day this black is fucking pale gray
I have now elevated to a new plain
In the same matrix playing new games
Oh my god, Patrick Lee, my past life Liu Kang
Never listen, don’t repeat, what were you saying?
Running on the beat, feel like Usain
That’s a bolt in my pocket, fuck a flash bang
Y’all must have back pains
Why you niggas dropped the whole rap game?
Killstreak my whole campaign
Might sip me some champagne
Done playing with these niggas, I won’t sleep on myself
Write your story please nigga but ain’t no books on my shelf
I’m trying to eat but still living unhealthy
Fuck stealth I want wealthy, I got me so I help me
I don’t need a pick me up, I just need some advice
Documenting my vice, music saving my life
Just a little peace I need
Life might serve a cold slice but my soul is on ice
On my Baka not nice
‘Cause my energy
Hate me ‘cause my energy
Back from the dead, reanimate
Big ass blade like anime
Hundred deep in my head, y’all niggas kiss ass like human centipede
All of my enemies, dead to me
All of my enemies dead to be