GLOCK

Pop pop goes ma life Unpredictable like today’s weather Never been a snitch or a hater Unlike the likes of you I spit bars full of truth Never stoop so low as to level with you fool Too good to be true Endure the weight of the crown Turning perspectives upside down So goodbye now This song ends with the truth in my mouth And the hipsters lining up just asking me how All the motherfuckers are just testing me now Testing my patience I take all your fucking rations Make some, noise for the supersonic artistry Everything and everybody in the fucking bar is free Beef always wanted never peace you’re a heathen Listen to ma songs and the drums that are breathing through the speakers Teach us the way of the music Truly impressive how the crowd be so grooving If I had a gun I would aim it to the sky Slave of aggression progress with my rhymes If I had a gun I would aim it to you Book full of lies fight it with the spoken truth If I had a gun I would aim it to the sky Slave of aggression progress with my rhymes If I had a gun I would aim it to you Book full of lies fight it with the spoken truth If you wanna fight me Nothing’s ever right so bite me Don’t spite me no love in the air this might be Wrong inspiration leading up to the ending All the so called haters pretending they don’t hear it Success, I’m no where near it My thoughts and my mind are weary nearly disappearing in the haze Amazed at the complication of the maze Inside of my head but I’m okay Case closed I just wanna make make more Wake to the moonrise and sleep to the sun All the burnt happy endings in a jar full of spiders might have lost a couple opportunities so spit it tighter Tigers and wolves tearing my rhymes apart But a second look and my answer’s kind of far from expected Watch as I show you my tactics Hectic SEOUL but still my life is magic If I had a gun I would aim it to the sky Slave of aggression progress with my rhymes If I had a gun I would aim it to you Book full of lies fight it with the spoken truth If I had a gun I would aim it to the sky Slave of aggression progress with my rhymes If I had a gun I would aim it to you Book full of lies fight it with the spoken truth