PayneInTheCulo

Born as a EastSide G
That’s not me
Was brought up to make moves
No playing Yatzee
Crossroads in the middle
Straight got me
Stressed-hating my hobbies
I wanna be in lobbies
Elevator to see the CEO
And let them know
I believe in hard work
No free load
Ask my right hand
He know
We trying to get paid
In currency dollars and C-notes
Weed smoke
Plagues the air
As well the lungs
Blood stains the floor
Off the strength of the guns
And it’s sad
Because half these rappers getting air time
Is trash
Put the real lyricist on
Our lyrics is strong
Like a two man army defeating Taiwan
I can keep going on
So put your ears up and listen
To the sounds of the transmission
No car-just soar
Make moves as the band listens
Follows
No disrespect
No hollows
But we need to go strong like a car wit no breaks
Full throttle
Empire like the Otto-man the truth hard to shallow
But sorrow
Plague the news
No matter how beautiful
The blue sky appeals
Big boobs
Skin tight dress
With some fly heels
Time heals
Yea sure okay
It’s like telling humans not to fornicate
It won’t happen
Like cops and their wrist actions
I’m done with these actors
Hollywood contractors
One day they cool
Next day they attack you
Burn down your castle
And some say that’s life
She is confused like a dyke
But I got love for her-despite
I don’t pass judgement
I’m no white knight