Whuz Up Wit Dat--
Cause his wings were burned off
His own way was strange but it matters not
whuz up wit dat!
The speech pattern of God I ripped off weak rappers jaws
On the low, I still rock my Giraudoux
It's in my blood like the same way I love chocolate
38's 45's all type of Taurus'
whuz up wit dat!
You ratting on the cartel which was nonsense
Goin' into labour date 18 of August
This is ground level rounds echo out the special so clever
That makes you level through the devil
Brain trained on the devil level
Deep concentration break the point on a pencil
whuz up wit dat!
that none of you just will ever know who the N9ne is
Get you in them shiny things
Get in the game you gotta scheme
I am a legend but I'm betting you like who Will Smith
whuz up wit dat!
8/4/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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