Grateful for the bounce back
Could’ve fallen off the chain
Now I’m on the right track
Looking back through all the pain
Praying daily Is what I lacked
Blame all went to cold or rain
Now I got them all stacked
Locked them up Inside my brain
All I had to show you
Way I move on the low
Even If I know you
Just to prove on the go
Why don’t we just grow two
Feet from the so & so
I’m the one who’s go to
Friend Is what I show
That’s just me I’m so kind
Praise the one who raised me
With my eyes I see through blind
Not one bullet grazed me
Play with words I write line
Even though It dazed me
All I do Is fight rhyme
Look at me so crazy
Changing flows Is so cool
Just like me Old School
Number one gold rule
Never be so cruel
Playtime’s over no more games
Spitting bars burning flames
Had to change not names
Dr Strange nicknames
Nowadays I graft hard
Always writing down my rhymes
Way I move street smart
In my head I’m fighting crimes
Hope one day you see the art
Sending love I need sometimes
What I do Is do my part
Lord above will show the signs
Had to change slowly
Saved from the goalie
One time two time
In the ring with Foley
Jokes aside I’m cool B
Rapping like I’m Kool G
Fine line don’t whine
Yes I’m getting schooled C
Now I’m smiling all the time
Deep down Inside me
Grateful to have my 9 to 5
Working hard I must be
Thankful that I’m still alive
Say my prayers closely
All them things I did survive
Just wait for my story
About the Creator
Haychie_Artist
Just A Regular Guy From London Who
Writes & Rhymes….
Writing & Rhyming Comes From The
Heart….
Voice For The Voiceless….
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