Dfl On the Time

the breathe will be cut i write in live from my hut i swim with my words you fight yourself against these worlds my ambition is to become a boss too many have fallen down now our pain we have known king of the town my thug wish to be kiss the life baby kiss my rhymes shady the world turn too fast i run in my past. god is the human apologize to excuse his bad act he refuses the reality of his fact my brother is still in his cockpit he thinks about his proper hit that's why we ride on we want the cash money on the table and a ho to be gone the blood on the floor like the water the cry of the poor mother no respect for the sister and they are here still real nigga still real gangsta peace for the world peace in my word