Youll never success or progress Searchin for peace through material objects You go to extremes in the process Acuse others, when its you showin your true colors Busy sellin your dreams, but all your cream Contributes to your lack of self-esteem So it would seem, cause every day of the week, you act different You see your peoples, you speak, your eyes shifting Frontin what Son you love to perform But when the crowds gone, word is bond, you get your merc on Is this the real definition of what a snake is? Yall should of been politicians, thats where the cake is! But it didnt work with the fake ass smirk See... the meek shall inherit the earth, for what its worth Turn around yo you backwards, you know what the facts is...
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 23:25:48 +0000