HOOK
I wake up to write rhymes
I rhyme in my sleep
I fall back asleep
As the drums gently weeps
Then
The samples tend to creep
Into my dreams
It sounds obscene
But I rock in my sleep
VERSE
We celebratin
Minus poppin bottles
Anti alcoholic
For a better day tomorrow
Dressed like its eid
Kashekh
Whats the occassion
Nassi
Think ya funny
Bad humor
Masekh
Got the game in a strong hold
Masek, rasek
Big headed
Deflate
Awesome
I am
Quiet literal
With my literature
16 bars
Never end premature
Sick beat
Bigboi alurre
Chase a womans soul
No skirt
Here to spit in faces
Jordans loose laces
Make fun
So leave ya feelings in ya purse
Or get hurt
Yall standin in groups
Im the hurdsmen
MC
BigMo
Wonder if you ever heard of him
HOOK
I write hits
Like I got pakio in my ink
Mike tyson in the pen
Music like Iran on the brink
Nuclear
Nuke ya ear
No nukes in here
Look, but never find
We got a bush in here
I want
Never made it on my tomb stone
I have no limits
Just 2 goals
Live long
Die old
But still hold my own
Even when I pass
Wanna hear my tunes when I go
Put my soul in the wire
When I die
I will retire
From runnin outa words to rhyme
I will expire
Purpose found
This perps profound
Insitnct for sound
Verbs shake the ground
Call me a lyer
Im the anti-alcoholic
Take the money in ya wallet
Spend it on an artist
No bottle to go in the garbage..
HOOK