Prince M Jenkins - Write Rhymes

Hear the beat then I'm on break
Music come and take me away
My love
Promise if you tell me to stay
Promise I will never delay

I used to wish upon a star at night and write rhymes
Ear to the drum wrote to the baseline
Where I'm coming from don't front we don't mind
What I'm talking bout be real it's no lie
I used to wish upon a star at night and write rhymes
Ear to the drum wrote to the baseline
Where I'm coming from don't front we don't mind
What I'm talking bout be real it's no lie

We are lost in the mayhem and the chaos is we
Illusive in a Godly state the blicky
But in mind form the clip in as it's clicking I rhyme for them
That's a Ollie over midi Prada soso Diddy !whoo
Tricky do thorns in Christ crown fit me
Or am I adapting the grounds cause I ain't typsy
I'm on the break clearly itching for a pack to mix wit me
Afu rah when I black when I'm on the hook Ziggy
From a city where the scat skate running but Achilles
Is the odor from the stash as the Bolanaise hit It ain't pretty
That's the catch still we after cash floating like a frisbee
Tryna get a bach and a co to play Iggie
Ma say Jazz but I know the game trippy it's a fad
It get fast then it's sticky til it's ash what we privy
It get gritty many crash tryna fit we in last or so they
Say when it's really just the math that get them dizzy
It's a numbers game funds keep us warm when it's chilli
When it's hot it's the vagabonds that shoot and aim silly
For amiri though the milli Bobby brown get them itchy
They get gitty for the woes on the road no pitty
Looking leary but they wired for that Vicky tryna keep it straight
But it get iffy king or pawn which is he It get misty
We get strictly bout the cake then only siri can relate
When it's hilly and only word play can free us the rigging
It's befitting to go ape as I'm dripping on the take drifting
Driven by the days when a bet was so risky
Hold on wit me let me break says it fate fleeting time ticking
Word to Big it's just a faze the light we don't survive flickering
Kick and then escape gems lift weight from the crate digging
Ate but 9th we grip and lace when the bass hitting
It's a race it's innate the weight flipping interface
Two beret case I'm overhead sitting or ain't fitting

I used to wish upon a star at night and write rhymes
Ear to the drum wrote to the baseline
Where I'm coming from don't front we don't mind
What I'm talking bout be real it's no lie
I used to wish upon a star at night and write rhymes
Ear to the drum wrote to the baseline
Where I'm coming from don't front we don't mind
What I'm talking bout be real it's no lie

Written by:
Prince Jenkins

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