SinSlashCrazy - WhatchaGonnaDo

As the bunny ran he was met with arrows in the grass
That said turn back, you ain't met for this damn
Oh you say you're on your king shit, well this peasant begs to differ
Just a whippersnapper lookin' how they lit the men of wicker
Kinda like my words the way it's turning my pencil to cinder
Hopefully they learn a thing or two once I render scripture
Not to get too sentimental (sent a mental) but I'll throw a thought your way
Hmm maybe not but I guarantee I'll contemplate
I guess that you got got by me but that's pretty common place
When everyday I've fought grimy with my kamikaze face
Pulling up these bootstraps, loose cannon, fuse ash
Like a rich soothsayer future proof a prophet
But bet that when I smell the money fumes'll make me nauseous
Like they just exhumed a body suit up better want it
Stewin' in the stank to be frank I'm a chronic
Cash addict past rabid little rabbit to be honest
Grindin like it's tectonic crept in and plotted
Added to my prep list catch the best of comets
Then use it to ascend the heavens lender gets the profit
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
Think I may have gone soft like sexually I lost it
Try to say I'm poppin' off effectively dishonest
Noggin lost in all the wrong directing all my sonnets
All the cents and all the dollars yeah affectionately want it
Leaves some introspection why I mess with beats and comments
That I scrape up upon the page and shape resembling my promise
Somethin' tender sweet but energy mean and honest
Full of Hennessy and pent up dreams that are common
Like the boy that Journey talked about, goin' anywhere
Imma travel down my route be certain that I send a prayer
And when my curtain close I make sure that my end is rare
Out in Tuscany a sunny sheen lookin' debonair
I got my stunning queen she always hums to me when tempers flare
I act like I'm the centre piece but tend to be the slender chair
That breaks down under pressure every tremor makes me bend and tear
But still I be contending can't surrender if my legs are spared
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
All em want me to boss out
Call em out when my top down
Follow that with a follow back but don't wanna be what I'm not now
Don't know why that can confound
When I keep showin' who I am
People want the bread but end up neck deep in that debt
Wet dreams full a cheque's with a pet peeve to be less
Then the next team that's on deck don't expect me to suppress
What I
Give to pages
Cinematic with the pen I'm layin'
Entertainin' little innovative and prideful
I won't die in some sideshow
Rather rise in my cyclone
Where I flow like hydro and
Spin up my grindstone
Can't freeze up like cryo
Been witnessin' eye rolls that are fit for reprisal
Fists in my pockets grit my teeth and lie low
Till all I'm comprised of incites me to lie no
More and I fly to the top of my spiral
Go viral and hear all the sighs and denials of all of my rivals combined on revival
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
Whatcha gonna do once your fight gone
Cuff up suck up or prove you an icon
Whatcha
Gonna
Do once the shield cracked
Lay down splayed out or have their steel matched
Post battle The Bunny traveled
Found love had demons grappled
But not quite

Written by:
Mitchell Lawrence

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