Coq au vin (Freestyle)

I see they want me in 94 like I'm Kurt Cobain sipping the liquor that's tasting bad but it numbs the pain I'm so productive yet working will not change the game I'm doing this shit for passion won't do the shit for fame Yeah cause I don't make the rules Family speaking bad on my name but It's never true Yeah now my looks pops incarcerated I call and send a few hundreds I know he devastated This world is scary right now switch up like a crustacean Using the pussy for practice and now I'm penetrating This shit is percolating yeah this shit is percolating yeah Niggas don't understand it's like would you rather hit rewind and change the pass or Press the pause button to make changes for the future it's like living or dying I told these niggas go ahead and get they weight up Have you ever seen your father get his face cut I know we can't live forever they gone erase us We in a dark place really that shit just don't faze us She want that dark roast Morris with the chestnut Pound the pussy out now she gone rest up Hear them gunshots now it got me restless For my happiness I gotta move reckless Looking at my reflection in the mirror I see my face in there and the truth is getting clearer Never met a nice women since Miss Rivera And you know I gotta move like this future is clearer I'm so spiritual I'm moving on a religious note I don't know but I gotta get me a winter coat Because it's been getting cold and it's gone be a cold summer A cruel summer you know I'm like the thunder