pigs fly

Time well spent By the time you hear this you'll be cracked like the old cement Don't step on the cracks Or you'll break your mommas back Say you sorry you gon' pay up for you're actions that's that Crabs inside a bucket They all know you tryna duck em Under what circumstance do the pigs fly straight? Faded Pupils dilate I hope that I don't die today I'm chillin smoking out the back porch trying to stay awake Lost my train of thought Won't hurt to be an hour late If we could slow the world down I think I might just get a taste Feelings gon' disintegrate as if they up against cautious clay All these wanna be ass rappers rocking Balmain Spit the thirty two because the instrumental insane In the membrane Not bout how you get it But how you maintain I'm the engineer so I don't have to have that stupid part in the song When I say "Hey can you turn up my headphones mayne?" I mean turn up the gain I'm itching skin is falling out my veins Veins poking out my skin real addict things Skinny just to pass time so all my clothes could fucking hang To match my chains swear I had once since like third grade Never sweat to GOD But I swear to GOD This might be the flow that you can't obtain Study metal fingers kick patterns spaces translate Mind over matter feel the force make a Sith plate Main antagonist inside this world of bullshit fake Mixed with ego driven by the source to make you're bones shake It's raining cats and dogs F*ck the umbrella look him in the FACE