Mikey D - God Send Me A Sign

God send me a sign, the planets align
Every time I grind, I'm down to shine
I gave up the nine and the crime, to do rap and grime
Bottle of wine, dinner table made of pine

With twenty-five seats, yeah sick beat
You can't compete with me, I'm part of the elite
See me in a jeep, roll down your street
On a creep while you sleep

Little Bo Peep wouldn't stop these sheep
But me, I'm a wolf, born on a gulf
War zone, prone to fly, like a drone
Throw me a bone, I'm ready to pounce

Smoke five ounce, then jump and bounce
Out of town, getting down
You listen to the sound, of a gunshot round
Bar for bar, pound for pound

Me and you go round for round, round for round
Yeah you're a clown, smoking brown
I'm always down to serve these clowns
Serve these clowns

God send me a sign, the planets align
Every time I grind, down to shine
God send me a sign, I'm down to shine
I'm down to ride, planets align

Every time I shine, I shine on the grind
Mikey D

Written by:
Michael Davies

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