Young Socrates

This boulevard of broken dreams, whispers of unspoken things I draw my dagger from its sheath, I draw the line and grit my teeth I take my time and take a seat, and listen for those out for me I got my nine to keep the peace, I've wisened up Young Socrates Bitch, please, suck on these, do these solo leads with ease I get money, yeah, I get cheese. Feels like it's sunny, a hundred degrees Know that I'm cool and there ain't a breeze She gon' come suck it that's straight through the briefs Straight for the jugular, that's how it be Got a murder burger if you want beef Snakes in the grass, kill that copperhead dead We don't do body shots, pop at your head I got a chopper, like I trimmed a hedge I'm at your front door, I came with a sledge Sledge Tired of just seeing red Tryna get over this motherfuckin' ridge But I'm still over here under this bridge This boulevard of broken dreams, whispers of unspoken things I draw my dagger from its sheath, I draw the line and grit my teeth I take my time and take a seat, and listen for those out for me I got my nine to keep the peace, I've wisened up Young Socrates