Mr. Rockstar - Dope Flows

Lotto Ticket

I guess you can say my flow is like a lotto ticket
Because I got to rip it
And at least it's free better than dollar spending
Gambling with bottle sipping
Hobit midgets
Who starve in sickness
Who fueling off this garbage sentence
I'm talking to all existence
Hip hop blitzing
I'm labeled menace
Who jargon give in
To the stereo system playing the cold bars I'm split in
There colder than an art is prison
Ain't it bad I'm the jobless shift man
That only works with my lips man
Crazy shady artist given
Only gimmicks
Lonely mimic
The sea the I only fish in
I Noah (know I) arkin and I rap so I mono your spitting
Close mouth open eyes widest and I open up ears as I give um to my dominal inflictments
That are awful inflicting
I'm only ripping to get all the millions like buying a lotto ticket
But I can't even get it like the dtowse my son and daughter piss in
That's some awful business so guess what I'm looking for that lotto ticket

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Writer(s): Marvin Chappell
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