Pocket Pair
Ryan Kyle
GENRE
(Verse:)
Yeah.../
In the studio scat singing/
My back stinging from carrying all this weight/
All the same songs that I hear playing/
Weighing options/
All I do is bop sin/
That’s right promote evil/
I’m more regal/
Then pocket pair kings/
Hairline fractured skull/
Cracking dull days open/
Bouta bulk to buy/
Stocks soaring/
Ordered enemy coordinates and then Mortared it/
Bordered it up like D.C./
Stuck in the past like B.C./
We see everything through the third eye/
Girl I/
Can’t explain it what it is/
But it is there/
Been scared aware of all the facts/
Bеar claw attached to the mic/
Cuz I cut it up/
Laps in the track of my mind/
I’m doin’ timе like listening to sublime/
Sipping on this gin yeah like the juice is fine/
It’s the raw raps that I do supply/
Careful with the red rider might lose an eye/
Looking in the mirror like god who am I?/
Smoking on this weed thinking yeah I grew some fine though/
On the beat I’m gruesome I’m know/
Might go to the top/
Taking over like a coup de etat/
Who in they right mind try to come against me/
Best trees burning/
Earning my stripes/
Nice to know/
I’m psycho though/
Going ultra like Michelob/
Dicking hoes/
Fickle boast/
Tickle toes/
Liquor poor/
Bitch licking paws/
Liquid dripping off/
It can all come in the blink of an eye/
Staring at me like goddamn who is this ridiculous guy?/
Feel like I’m sick and I’m dying/
Thinking of thick thighs/
Big guy is I/
Wisest know to never admit it/
Bid em’ adieu/
Fewer know truth/
If you would know losing/
Then doom would ensue then/
Boozing hounding/
Looking for some Fools Gold finally found it/
Yeah.../
In the studio scat singing/
My back stinging from carrying all this weight/
All the same songs that I hear playing/
Weighing options/
All I do is bop sin/
That’s right promote evil/
I’m more regal/
Then pocket pair kings/
Hairline fractured skull/
Cracking dull days open/
Bouta bulk to buy/
Stocks soaring/
Ordered enemy coordinates and then Mortared it/
Bordered it up like D.C./
Stuck in the past like B.C./
We see everything through the third eye/
Girl I/
Can’t explain it what it is/
But it is there/
Been scared aware of all the facts/
Bеar claw attached to the mic/
Cuz I cut it up/
Laps in the track of my mind/
I’m doin’ timе like listening to sublime/
Sipping on this gin yeah like the juice is fine/
It’s the raw raps that I do supply/
Careful with the red rider might lose an eye/
Looking in the mirror like god who am I?/
Smoking on this weed thinking yeah I grew some fine though/
On the beat I’m gruesome I’m know/
Might go to the top/
Taking over like a coup de etat/
Who in they right mind try to come against me/
Best trees burning/
Earning my stripes/
Nice to know/
I’m psycho though/
Going ultra like Michelob/
Dicking hoes/
Fickle boast/
Tickle toes/
Liquor poor/
Bitch licking paws/
Liquid dripping off/
It can all come in the blink of an eye/
Staring at me like goddamn who is this ridiculous guy?/
Feel like I’m sick and I’m dying/
Thinking of thick thighs/
Big guy is I/
Wisest know to never admit it/
Bid em’ adieu/
Fewer know truth/
If you would know losing/
Then doom would ensue then/
Boozing hounding/
Looking for some Fools Gold finally found it/
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