The Making of a Rapper
i think ill become a rapper i've always known to rhyme
words come out of my lips so easily
Cause when im rapping its like i flow through time
the words flow so fast some sleazily
im going to destroy the rap game
the police and everything
i dont really care
i just want to make my way out of the hood
Copyright © Not Telling You | Year Posted 2017
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