OOHZEE - Pulling Swords From Stones

Who gon run this torch if it's not me
Jump up off this porch if it's not me
Who gon get this money if it's not me
Y'all be acting like it's funny when it's not, B
Drop D
The way I tune it
This shit is getting heavy I hope I can walk thru it
Had to make me a beat just so that I could talk to it
Artist and his paintbrush
Gripping it my knuckles as white as Vana White
Wrist flicking buying vowels no rappers delight
This rapping like I'm rapping for my life
Sedated the beat changing
Nah okay sike the beat staying
Like the feet stay cemented to the pavement
Let's see how far I get before I start to get jaded
No Will Smith more blacksmith creating
This ain't no sword from the stone
This piece here I really had to make it
Run a trizznain keep them fucks in rotation
You, me, and this beat
Dream blunt rotation
Work nights all week
Dean blunt rotation
Anything to get me through this lifetime
Stars in the night sky, birds migrating
Snow hitting hilltops, hammers hitting stone
Sweat from the stonemason
You gotta get it in this world or somebody gon take it
Nah dawg I ain't playing
If it's not me
Jump up off this porch if it's not me

Written by:
Jacob Smith

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