Hick

Pretty work
Throwing shirts
Trudge in dirt
She gon flirt
I came up
I got loud
Through the walls i went to town
Dunk in buckets causing frowns
I aim at faces target nouns
I scan em once i put down
I call to god so i can flow
Er my ways im moving out
I stop the hate i make em wow
Onto the next the target aisle
You do a jig i do a bow
We got no guns you want to shout
The pain you know it hurts me ow
Your words and thoughts they creeping now
I want to get up out this house
See a life beyond my mouse
See a time beyond my town
Say a line without my mouth