If my life was a song Who would play the keys? My thoughts can just flow Like the breeze With the greatest ease You know it chief Its cool to know some Poetry from Floetry Hopin someone dope would Take the time to even notice me And help me get a shot where Im supposed to be Gotta get a spot where da focus be I wonder why people wanna wear the holy rosary Then pull some tom foolery Jokin on the circus freaks Dont be the one judging me Because Im real dont ya know? Im not on the block Pushin weight, blowin dro, or movin the snow Catch me at the right winter time Just playin with the snow Get at me yo Im not dealing with fakers Or wannabe takers Not chasin the paper Im chasin Christ bro No matter what it seems I feel bad for those Stuck on chasin pipe dreams Their vision is shotty They need to get it right get it tight Like a sure thing see Not a probably Oh I get it Im sorry Their lense is just foggy But the problem always be Theyre blinded by pride And theyre just too haughty And theyre too naughty Dealin with da dope Thats not my flow Joe But I could be a scratchy fiend for the hope Been through a lot Survivin tough spots Each time comin out like pure gold I win in Christ my dude dont ya know? Best believe thats my flow Didnt know? Now ya know, now ya know And now ya know 2013 Dynamic View
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