myke charles – live it more (freestyle) lyrics
[verse:]
i just make letters forge, into metaphors
west side, that’s the set i’m for
better better yours
freshman of the game
but a vet of words
set a curve
bet i levitate above it
to another set of floors
you lobby level
i body rebels a shotty sound like a f-cking bugatti revving
my hotty eleven your dime a couple pennies short
she probably a seven in a mini-skirt
i’m ungodly as heaven to any perp
skipping down sinners course without a courtship
having unprotected intercourse
i’m bound to ball n-gga center court
spit a verse with the force to split a horse and rip a porsche into fourths
cats in this game are poor sport, sore losers
that’s what happens with no p-ssion when rapping
my mouth a pour spout for the truth
this is war music aimed toward any ward
threatening my brethren
i got your broad begging that i bag like a fendi store
bet i get her wetter than any coast pick a sh0r-
i d-ck her down one time and then i fl!ck her towards
any other n-gga tryna deal with gold digging wh0r-s
i ain’t the one sister naw this ain’t mister yours
just the one to twist you quicker than a f-cking blender
i should be the number one draft pick this winter for
any team that want a winner in they inner circle or
on they record label more than just a spitter
but it’s raw n-gga liverwurst
i’m a let the liquor pour
flip my vision into yours
sip until my liver hurt
keep saying life is short guess i gotta live it more
yeah… guess i gotta live it more
haven’t quite made it yet
guess i gotta give it more
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