The myth to what we call reality/fact checking and your locality/
stations haunting/folks front'n/always telling sum'n - got us drunken/nectar sweet going down, but in the belly its bitter/it'll make you take your wife and hit her - thinking ill thoughts like dime dropping makes you a sinner!/
COME TO THE DINNER!!!!
eat your fill/start with time to kill/and you'll find out and know the deal/
IT'S STILL REAL!!!
Everyword was for everyone from neckties to grills
Managers to mailroom, post bail/cause sewn inside of you is a story to sell/epic proportions of finances from fail/judgements or jail/this is the last dawn yawn before hearing the graduation yell/
YOU GOTTA DROP YOURSELF DOWN IF YOU WANNA RAISE HELL!!
Beats knock like braile...
boxed in by a flow....
that at best is considered frail...
This is for those that got those....
colossaus size picasso's....hahahaha
Holla
Out