A.Tone Da Priest - Sonic Flow lyrics
rate me[Verse 1]Print and copy, my statistics lofty, impossibly often my ends not stoppingA boss in a coffin, a loss I protest, forget death; make it one less waste of a breathSet goals to a mission, position unwavering, savoring the fortune and fame just a game youre inBlame for him maybe, the chasing of dreams, get the key to succeed, take a loss for the teamSee the cost of believing, you brought this to being, I fought with the demons, no cross overseeingThey get lost in the greed, when the soul bout to flee the man, gone from the earth, god gave him wings againLived all his life? Someone tell me what in mean again, want to be free? Just be the windWith time as a drug Im gone, such a fiend I am, well just cause they say it, does that really mean I am?[Verse 2]To quick, she thick, we get action. Packing dick I deal a thrashingSlacking? No she throw it back man, slapping ass it's straight attackingAsking Can we take it slow? Oh no them panties got to goA show to show me what you know, its rapid, acted porno hoeDough probably why she entertain, subjective is my right to fameA shame she went to college, became an alcoholic, still use that brainFor draining things, society providing me a leech to tameTo easy Wheres this leading? Reasons throw me off my A game[Verse 3]Wishing on em, sitting on a star, so far above the restJust fed my ego see no evil, need no reason being blessedOn my chest the world is weighted, all this time gone now Ive waitedChasing dreams it seems out dated, waiting for how final fate isSadists say its just a phase to live in life without a pageOr just a slave to diction, getting dicked man, cause you getting playedAnyway you cut it, shut it out, its still above it, enough the publicEyes to judge this guy whose long gone been abducted, busted, life cant get enough yet[Verse 4]Step inside, I make surprise, a rise of hype, Im staying that guyPraying for my breakout, take that out the equation bury it eight downTrodden soldiers, rolling boulders, papa knocked off plenty old birdsLotta trollips stay on my words; say the phrase, amazed, got no nervesHeard of heaven? Less the mention, keeping score on who pretendingActing fans get met with dead ends, only fucks wit 9s and 10sFlip em over barely sober stuck in didnt even know herName, say its a shame, but when I asked her lips were playing blowerKing October, Libra, scale her pussy till I reach the topShe hot and sopping juices, Im just guessing what she like a lotCock got her hot, screaming out for me a freak without d cannot breathSucceed at deeds with speed, he quick, that bitch she better be pleased
