It was last day before sending demo to a record label

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Lack of money, lack of sluts
That's how strive sometimes results,
But we ain't stoping, we get a better popping,
We engrave our names, no one drop us,
We bring the motherf***ing ruckus,
Wrong side of town and another homicide,
That's wild, that trials, get piled and tumble on us,
If you want to change some' better act fast,
Deep struggle to the end to ride Porsche Cayman,
As you listen how I sound and rolling beat,
I never stop and flop another means
To get right into music business,
Listen, we go alone, you can't know it all,
If this sh*** is under control or can blow any minute
And you drone,
Suckers don't realise when they are going to hard,
So get stopped and get knocked by spilling their blood,
I just want to see as my efforts procede - that's what.
I can't wait to seize it, breathe with it,
No matter what you are saying Imma manage this,
Realising there's some more in your life to stand for -
Bringing some raw, For now I am having my EP,
What I own - I am on it,
Can't get no wrong, cause that's the bid,
I am making this long way not to be a quitter,
Enjoy your rights wisely, whatever you are into - be Tyson,
Rolling like a typhoon, I am holding annhilating mic,
Never fell off, waiting to make another strike,
You know why? Cause world is wild.
Grabbed everything - and now I run this.
Be awared if missteps, other corner of the planet,
But making the same raps,
No success with no mistakes,
Making reality of fables, cause that's my trends
Anybody who want it may get it,
With the precise plan for it,
All this shity drawling gets annoying,
Artist - art is down to the T,
Now tell me motherf***er how possibly you want to compete?