Rappin Away

Recorded a tape recorded a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it til I'm gone
Record a tape record a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it until I'm gone
I'm Wikd Ymmit and I'm repping my name
Love every minute I'm doing my thing
Picking the pen up I'm better than ever
And I'm going to keep leveling up every day
Prove what I do if you boo what I make
Doing it ruthless and leave you amazed
Back in the booth I be packing the truth
And no matter the mood I be rapping away

My ways are becoming equipped with a lyrical gift
I wish to never let go
Put pep in my step like a minute ago
Each record I'm blessed to be better than most
Since eleven I put alot of effort
To putting words together like a poem or a letter
That no one can measure
By showing I stepped up with flows
That I'm flexing Invented and did on my own
On a beat is where I belong
Love every second and every song
Hundred percent heart, mind, and soul
Never neglecting the pen that I hold
Releasing the tension with what I all been in
With all my pleasure and pain
Even in death I be up in heaven
Just sitting there rapping away

Record a tape record a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it until I'm gone
Record a tape record a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it until I'm gone
I'm Wikd Ymmit and I'm repping my name
Love every minute I'm doing my thing
Picking the pen up I'm better than ever
And I'm going to keep leveling up every day
Prove what I do if you boo what I make
Doing it ruthless and leave you amaze
Back in the booth I be packing the truth
No matter the mood I be rapping away

Since back in the day
Rapped away all of my anger and pain
Better than average from where I was raised
Never held back from picking my brain
Rapidly practiced to get where I'm at
And I'm going to keep at it until I'm in the grave
Beginning to end I be gripping the pen
Presenting a rhythm that's sounding so great
Spit what I'm living with shit that been in
With all my rugged ass Indian ways
Can't get enough because I love it too much
And I guess it's something that no one can change
Don't keep it minimal this is what I'm living for
Flipping and ripping up every page
Fuck those who doubting and talking me down
With all the negative shit that they say

Record a tape record a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it until I'm gone
Record a tape record a CD
Became gifted on my own
Love a track hit repeat turn it up a little more
I'll express the best of me
Each time I'm on the microphone
Lord has blessed me lyrically
And I'm going to flex it until I'm gone
I'm Wikd Ymmit and I'm repping my name
Love every minute I'm doing my thing
Picking the pen up I'm better than ever
And I'm a keep leveling up every day
Prove what I do if you boo what I make
Doing it ruthless and leave you amazed
Back in the booth I be packing the truth
And no matter the mood I be rapping away



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Calfrobe
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