Merry-Go-Round

I'm Going Round & Round I'm Going Round & Round Luci Kane Bitches! Take yo hood & sell it bitch I'ma be going around On the merry-go-round Pushing my sound Up from the ground Smoking a pound Boy, I be getting around I'ma be holding it down U p on the mic This what you found Up in my town Noticing me The K the A the S what you found I'm gonna be smoking em round by the round Poor me a shot bartender How bout a round My thoughts in my head be recurring And Ima be slurr'n Trying to stop the hurt'n I'm going straight jacket for certain It ain't gonna stop till they drop the curtains Drop the curtains Ashes to ashes n dust to dust I'mana burn the shit down Luci Kane on my crown King of sound Cause I'm make'n the beats by the pound Ashes to ashes & dust to dust I'ma be tear'n shit up So we on the town Come run'n wit us But ya boy gotta go Cause he smell like a bust Been down the road Wit da merry go round Goin around and round I ain't goin back so Give'm a pass 4 now Pound 4 pound iv'e been the some shit and I'm know'n it show in my sound Get sick on a beat and I promise I'll kill it. No man in the middle I ain't your average or typical Driv'n down main I'm switch'n up lanes See'n em in the rear view Switch'n lanes Look for a place to bust a u Switch'n lanes Open an IPA and I'm Bust'n a quick u to the 101 freeway 10 toes down , man all up on my pivot Break a pound down , tell a phine to come an get it Lay a hoe down she sayin I'm terrific All up in a bitch , no no feelings Nah! , f*ck about a bitch ,I learn that Shit when my last one switched , Thru the bitch in a ditch ..... got rich ....... Now I'm com'n thru with some new fly kicks Now I'm com'n thru with some new fly shit Cuz on my wrist , be like 4 5 bitches Tell 'em co exist ,,, but they never wanna listen Hoes stay mad , cause they ain't the one I'm pick'n Hoe stay mad , cause I'm all about my chicken , Bitch listen ,,this in , got a new pack , just Look at how she glisten hoe Now I'm dipp'n , Catching plays in my city like my name's George Pickens , Hoe uh Let's be modest Keep a buck like Giannis , Neva keep a hoe unless the bitch really honest , Pass a bitch like I'm on the Super Sonics Round n round the beat Developed a sound Pick'n up pounds inside of my town Don't f*ck around or Else your body Will never be found Anger that cuts like a knife Suffer for most of my life The highs the lows The struggle the strife Late night trips with the demon Soul is silently scream'n Can't find np mean'n Labeled me a heathen Mutter a prayer from The gutter still breath'n Some say I'm crazy Others say mad all bad I'm just a good guy that Some say is bad Scream that that echoed From a prison cell Bring forth reality Of a Man made hell I was sentenced to prison As a teenage kid Started my life on a down-ward skid But still I stand tall like An old oak tree wit My head held high For the world to see Yes it is true that my freedom They will take but my mind will surender But spirit won't break Now look at me people I'm your own creation Perfect example of total damnation So if this is justice then let it be done Just hope it never happens To your daughter or son I'm Going Round & Round I'm Going Round & Round