Spyro

Back at it rap addict flow automatic

Back at it rap addict flow automatic
First time I seen a mic I was like gotta have it
I kick rhymes like bad habits
I Get it jumping like mad rabbits
Growing up a garden to stack cabbage
I should get a target on my whole back tatted
Once I turn around they take a stab at it
Weed got me feeling stuck like some bad traffic
Scale taught me mathematics better than my math classes
I grew up no father that's tragic
Just me in my room alone with stacks of rap classics
That's why I can wake up and I do this no practice
Dreaming past the mattress
Time fly the fastest
Try our best to slow it down light it up and ash it
Magic how I pass it too many homies passing
Spit it with a passion call it old fashioned
Trying leave a light on before I go and fade into the blackness

Spyro Spyro
Blowing that fire



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Harrison
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