Lion's Den Freestyle

This that profound sound
Of the one who most renown
Regarded by your peers
As God's favorite child
Help babies spread their wings
And make your grandmother smile
Know life is just like math
Get your cash, grow accounts

Let's break this shit down
I'll go pound for pound
With every single artist
Any rapper in your time
I walked a thousand miles
See the fruits from my labor
Knowing my needs won't get catered
You making music for paper
I make music to save us
No Travis Scott, I ain't raging
I make decisions on my own
You can't guide me
See the silver linings
When a blade cuts a grass
The weeks past
See the soil grew from the concrete
We on your ass
Picture me like Kodak
Observant and staying patient
Your rolling up a peace
More soulless and staying vacant
Our Human qualities in need of cultivation
Don't practice what preach
Just preach my dog
Only actions get you to where we are
You won't make it that far
If you on the bars, best believe you a star
This the lion's den nigga, you get ate up
If you are lacking in your shit you gon' get sprayed up



Credits
Writer(s): Meech Bold
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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