Lyrics
ya'll don't really wanna see how i play
write a marathon verse, say that's how you get paged
grey images invade your sentences
I can see the direction you're headed in
you ain't got the foggiest of what's to come
literally jumpin beats, say i bump and run
just to come back waitin on a DR verse
ya'll know BillyBo sees the next eon first
shuck and jive, duck and hide, like a turtle in his shell
DR's gettin left in Sphere of HipHop hell
forever regrettin even purchasing a mic
and those HP keys, text battlin is hype
i digress on my pride and admit i'm garbage
you can rip me to pieces, i'm not into the carnage
just weedin through the forest followin the light
which brings me to the chorus - c'mon freshfly! (get 'em!)
