Should I
Should I rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
In God's eyes, does he see me (Uh)
While I lie, on my bed, will he free me (Uh)
Feeling chained, no change but enough to pave a way
Though the pavements looking rocky, can I box these
Words out of my mind, like I'm crazy or sublime
Ticking time off my arm, getting lazy (Hah)
Say he's Shady, 'coz he doesn't call to save me
But all the other kids seem to stay clean (KMT)
Listening to Jay-z, with my fake jeans (Yeah)
Scrubbing dirt off my knees, I just wanna' make p (Yeah)
Smoke weed, go sleep, with a pair of double D's
On my screen, fuck, I think the neighbours heard me (Haha)
Well
If they did, they would think it's gibberish
How's a kid, gonna be great, he must be hazy (Mm-mm)
Probably weird, type to get his balls pierced
By blind bearded man with no straight teeth
Should I rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book-book
('Coz I speak-peak on)
Different things, guess I'm opinionated
Demonstrated, contemplated 'bout our inner hatred
Red letters, coming through door like daily papers
Don't wanna read about it, curl up when you hear bailiffs
Knock knock, know you're there
Can't hide I swear, I'll be back
Fuck a Johnny, coming raw, you split your hair
While the devil glares, making you despair, stuck in fear
Like where's the P in prayer, they're preying on your heart I swear
You swear FUCK THIS! (Shit)
I'll make a lump quick (Shit)
Feed my kids, teach em biz', so they become shit (Yeah)
To the world, something
Swear they'll run shit, hustling and duck pricks
And pop the goose for luck bitch (Bitch)
For my mum, shit, hope my family rich (Uh)
Don't do hand outs but I'd never had a hand stick (Stick)
Till I got older and realised I had to be legit (K'ha)
'Coz when there's passion, show more action then you show your kids
Rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
Rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence
I rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
Ha
Man, kmt
I can't even lie
That shit felt fucking SiKK
Haha, I'm just warming up
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
In God's eyes, does he see me (Uh)
While I lie, on my bed, will he free me (Uh)
Feeling chained, no change but enough to pave a way
Though the pavements looking rocky, can I box these
Words out of my mind, like I'm crazy or sublime
Ticking time off my arm, getting lazy (Hah)
Say he's Shady, 'coz he doesn't call to save me
But all the other kids seem to stay clean (KMT)
Listening to Jay-z, with my fake jeans (Yeah)
Scrubbing dirt off my knees, I just wanna' make p (Yeah)
Smoke weed, go sleep, with a pair of double D's
On my screen, fuck, I think the neighbours heard me (Haha)
Well
If they did, they would think it's gibberish
How's a kid, gonna be great, he must be hazy (Mm-mm)
Probably weird, type to get his balls pierced
By blind bearded man with no straight teeth
Should I rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book-book
('Coz I speak-peak on)
Different things, guess I'm opinionated
Demonstrated, contemplated 'bout our inner hatred
Red letters, coming through door like daily papers
Don't wanna read about it, curl up when you hear bailiffs
Knock knock, know you're there
Can't hide I swear, I'll be back
Fuck a Johnny, coming raw, you split your hair
While the devil glares, making you despair, stuck in fear
Like where's the P in prayer, they're preying on your heart I swear
You swear FUCK THIS! (Shit)
I'll make a lump quick (Shit)
Feed my kids, teach em biz', so they become shit (Yeah)
To the world, something
Swear they'll run shit, hustling and duck pricks
And pop the goose for luck bitch (Bitch)
For my mum, shit, hope my family rich (Uh)
Don't do hand outs but I'd never had a hand stick (Stick)
Till I got older and realised I had to be legit (K'ha)
'Coz when there's passion, show more action then you show your kids
Rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
Rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence
I rap with a message (Well, hey)
Or give you all the present (Well, hey)
If I snap for 10 seconds, will you remember my sentence (KMT, hey)
I'll be back with more questions, for now I'm writing penance (Hey)
Praying for a better verse, that'll book me like a sentence (Yeah)
Ha
Man, kmt
I can't even lie
That shit felt fucking SiKK
Haha, I'm just warming up
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Writer(s): Alan Otim
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