im locked n loaded, my locks are golden, haters plots im foilin, im in the kitchen, pots are boilin, my spots historic, im feelin tight like a chlostrophobic, my boxers swollen, lets get the toxins going, and get the liquor flowin, im the sickest flowman, and I stay iced out like a wicked snowman, im frosty, and itll be costly if you cross me, I turn back the clock on my rhymes, call me cocky, but im eating up the rap game, pork souvlaki.
Posted on: Mon, 16 Sep 2013 14:46:43 +0000