Make-Mind

Never thought I'd ever clever out a rhyme like this one, sometimes I spit some lines, I got kick-tongue. Mic's I rip up, these lights give a fuck so I must not get stuck. While these guys get their dick sucked, I'm caught in a race, where these humans had to ruin every obstacle that we face. We're the martyrs here to Alive with the bass. In my left pocket, stop it, all the rappers, yep that is nonsense. Objects, probably down for bitch but we lost it. Time to figure out what the cost is. The world is here to say some shit. Living every word that we bring you. Wasn't always that way but now but what we gon' do? show you, what it's like for nights that we Every night take flight, to to, take flight for what we amount to. catch the brake light, slow down, and know that the sound's new

Yea, If the idea died, do the abilities still move as a secret eye. Have yet to tell, well who-who-who's gonna know? Everyone is hell-proof

I don't know why you be asking me? This so-called _ a catastrophe. While his biggest is a catastrophe.With the right to think. Generate rhymes, embrace time. Death is absurd to me. The worst of me is abstract. Most dudes coming soft as my bread. Grab a sycamore, dead. Metaphors, better scores of the culture. While most dudes worry about staying in school

Yea, If the idea died, do the abilities still move as a secret eye. Have yet to tell, well who-who-who's gonna know? Everyone is hell-proof

You know, I got this group of people. We go by Make-Mind, Make-Make-Mind. We just out here doing it. Till the cow's get LFA's. Make-Mind