Willie The Kid

The Hold
(Verse) For where it start to the flight apart The author, the blind archer Chicks coming out of kennel souls, camel toes, 10 toes I stand As opposed to surrendering and suffer on land Shorty loyal like Camille Cosby Plain chamomile, chamomile lotion And feel wobbly, turbulence I deplaned and adjust, I'm just Contrasting, the justifier just oppose Enough posing, my impulse I'm possum Summertime, time pieces, nigga some time he Watch ‘em, I sip champagne and go shopping It's top shop and the chandelier's a mere option Cop Dodson's, antique from the auction Cut cigar caps, double guillotines Watson I walked a long way home, honing on my poems I'm a couple hymns to myself self-worth I'm going, I can't condone what these niggas doing I can't complain, need to fly south to Argentina I seen enough to know enough, when enough is enough You can't block my puck, I'm on a cuss, pulled the cup Stanley, this ain't hockey but I'm ice cold Figure 8's, my 16's is quite bold Behold, the most excellent of war usage Songtexte(Interlude) Nah, hold up Blades, hit em again Ayo, yo (Verse) No discussion, only repercussion I rip the benefits, delaying like robatusin Over flustered, fluctuating like a fan-based, The black Rembrandt, Branchaw, sketch a landscape Rosemary on a lam shake, you niggas shaky Shakin hands, throw bands, she dance to achy breaky Broken hearted artist, starving out a former union Unity, your better worth, watch petunias bloomin It cost more to pretend, niggas too timid Intimidating, temporary plates, I need motives The big never, sippin Jameson, Egyptian bitches Hieroglyphic how I script it Sculpted in the image of a menace so menacing Niggas been minuscule, scan em like a skew number, visioning Aquariums, jewels, I'm wearing em, acquired taste I'm preaching to the choir, wired to a higher place Replace passion, complacent, not a inkly My bitches shimmy in sheer shirts, Ben's drinking Kashmir curtains, earn my money early Bamboozled on stage, nigga show your pearliest White with me, plenty bitches at my title curlies Best friends, the verne is Shirley, but sure nigga (Outro) Somewhere… Aquamarine coming soon too Fly 3 coming soon too Yea TCP Add Joe on the beat I said umm Aus Songtexte Mania