Rick Gonzalez - The Journal lyrics

rate me

I’m back with my bullshit

I don’t give a fuck

I let a nigga know I’m all clean

Without a gun life is fun

Probably with sun

I get my shine on this Earth

The rat trace was hard enough to see

What cats were left from the last race

I’m hungry so I keep it moving

Don’t take me for a joke

Life is hard enough to smell

When you basically are just broke

So pass it with your left hand

Smoke it like it’s Friday

Doing 95 on the highway like fucking ticket

Your game is not compatible

You’re dropping double ditches

We address the truth with a stamp to check my mail

They ain’t acting right

I swear my situation got me turned up

I spill up the hard work and the talent

Pushing mountains that you never thought to move

That’s a damn lie

My watch got a missing stone

That’s real talk

You’re kidding me?

Your future is looking shot like a Kennedy

But who I am ?So don’t be confused

We’re gonna do what’s necessary just to change the rules

Like a mommy in the game where they ...the food

Flawless truth,I wouldn’t call it news

Choosing life like a museum is a work of art

Battle ready,what they think I’ll lose

Like I was joined apart?

I beg your pardon?

I will show you a part

I’ll cut you in half with a razor sharp

My poetry is done

I’m focused on my legend

But my week is wasted climbing on deep questions

Now my proceed is trying to split the beat

Cause no one was successful before me

Like I was ready to endure speed

Ready for war,I’m a general

You say you survived Vegas strip

Oh,a homie medal

I’ll take the jacket coat

Into my existence but I’m conscious when you ...smoke

Who are we to turn to?

You know who’s laying ,they’re dying trying to burn you

Dirty like the warms we return to

With a sniper and a vision in the jungle