Junglewalk

I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble Across the road I need to sort out my load Ya cost my load I'm always thinking what I'm owed Lawns I mowed still need to fork a loan Talk my tone still need to cork your phone On the phone like speak shit about my rhyme tones One day with SEVRD MNDS you oughta want to grind bones Only broke bitches oughta order rhinestones Have ya mind pwned drinking grotty wine clones Nature surfing in the bush where the Ounce happened Hate cha' lurking with a push where we pounce slackened HR smirking like a puss should we bounce back and I'm only smoking this so we can leave blackened Continue the walk as the leaves they rustle Fusca talk like he leaves the hustle Off the course I perceive the puzzle LP done better leave the hustle This walk confusing like I'm gonna snort chalk Your talks amusing you ain't got the sport stalked All to choosing I got tracks in the court hawked Born to loosing head back you got chores caught Haven't said enough yet The difference between is that I've got a rough set Indifferences seen I'll come and call your bluff wet My mission a scene SEVRD MNDS up in your stuffed threat I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble I been raised on the walk by my Pop and Nana Lamb I clean plate and a fork like I'll chop and have a lamb I'm seen late to talk so I stop and ran a scam Scream dates of court so I cop a lavish gram Grace baby your such a beautiful thing The place shady I'm indisputable king You'll say it's laced maybe I'll say it's placed lately I say it taste greatly you say a waste of eighty I'm popping out with my Groo V's Like I'm in school and I've got a pack of Chewy's Knew he would scoop low like a sugar jar Groups low pick me up like your boogars huh My moods are far when I'm off in these trees My future stars born when I crop these trees Pussy said he'll clean the floors Neck wrist and fingers said I've been on tours Satisfied when you getcha feet up in doors Pointless fucking beefs like we've been up in wars I just gotta kick back and get up indoors I just got a thick sack and done with the doors That's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors I said that's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle Young man wishing that he wouldn't fucking crumble I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble