rate my rap(s) please, what should I work on? thanks pick and roll then hit the club wit the strippers on tha pole never assume the role, leader of the pack gets the first attack reputation i can back, gangster movies it reinacts ima scientiest, and this is all matters of facts money stacked in 4 diffrent draws ironing it out be my weekly chore how do you think i got them 24's im always posted at the store clock work from 9-4 stick to my roots, like the dirt sitck to my boots change is the unknown money is the constant, so we always flaucned it in the air we tos'ted it on women we lossed it our paths they never cross'sed it or there life they'd lost it you do you and ill do me for only god can judge me but understand my love for the moneey your blind if you cant see what i see but i'll let you in for that small fee 2 of the top 2 of the bottom get the new house this autum they remember eveyth'ing i taught em and when in trouble everything i bought em loyalty runs thick, like the paste whipped from the brick thoughts of my block going hungrey making me sick so i cook it up super quick, sick 1,2,3 when i roll by me you've never seen bigger then the stalk jack grew with his beans but you know i always sip that lean and smoke the finest green every since i was a teen addicted to money tha biggest fienn'd motivate me, give me a brick of blow move it so fast, ill be begging for mo i keep on giving to tha block, call me santa ho ho ho but throw up the finger signs in the 4 4 they say mo money mo problems so i tell them problems to follow born leader, never ment to follow bust it out the 9 is hollow disagree with me and pain and misery will follow ive danced with the stars had 5 different cars im a prisoner locked behind xanax bars these tattoos are my battle scars peace never looked so far------away but i keep the enemys at bay from my word, ill never stray even when the bitches be saying hey baby hey fame and fortune i seek so customers i do meet always was that bad seed never putting on wit someone who trys to beak first one to bust out im always cold, that why i stick close to my heater with it in my hands, call me your creator one clutch, see ya lateer my life feels like a movies all the sadness moves me but the tragedy is what drove me insane the inner pain that will never go away so the bottle, i try to refrain but so much pleasure i get from this pain so the liquid i drain, down the sink regretting it until my cheeks turn pink but when i stop to think, i put it down in the ink ill always swim never sink even when im on the brink ill always swim never sink i bring the bread home, the one you cant butter through that pyrex vision and latex dreams stop trying to understand, stop blowing steam life isnt what it seems black and white, hah its 4 parts backing soda and 1 alpine white cook it up right on sight, air tight packages shipping out tonight bring back paper at large sites my life is my rap forever been in the trap seen da worst, but all it convicned me was to get a strapp but i didnt because if i would have snapped somebodys sons were never coming back but all this rambling is getting me off track time to get back to counting the stack 100% original, if i did bite anyone's lyrics no disrespect intended
