"Nothin' Left" Lyric's

[WilliamHBonnie]

*verse*
Used to be a lyricist
now I'm tradin' my pen for fatigues, a soldier here to enlist
turn this bitch into a pier-six
brawl just double up near my fist
futures unclear in the mist
will I watch my career disappear in the aybss
or continue to drop bombs with no nuclear assist
one things certain I cain't continue, to chase hate into, a fake or pretend feud
just to restrain my inner darkness with vapaad like mace windu
If hip-hop ever did die it's headstone would be engraved with my initials
ingrained with my influence like William H. Bonnie your name was that influential
I'm steady mobbin', waitin' for the celebration chilled bottles and confetti droppin'
shit only happens when you makin' that radio friendly garbage
keep actin' like the enemies harmless
never go full retard so me and my semi keep actin' semi retarded

*hook*
one day you'll get, get what's comin' to you
until that time I know, know there's nothin' I can do
wait there's still some fight left, yeah I got somethin' to prove
gamble it all on me like there's nothin' left, there's nothin' left to lose

*verse2*
Girl make that pussy pop
nah this ain't that kinda song
lames return to your nice cushy job
you want to tagalong like some girl scouts
you pussies like plural nouns
you mother heifers need to go fuck some girl cows
while I shake my head and spin the world round
ain't no love for a local artist
so I'm on a mission to become a mogul goin' solo in this antisocial market
and I keep tryin' to tell em I'm harmless dog
like a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce
it's a clockwork orange y'all
about to scar your mind from all the carnage saw
and there's no gain, when you've lost everything
so fame can kiss my ass and this monster I've became
seems like my fathers to blame
nah more like the author in vain for all the titles that's self-proclaimed

*hook*
one day you'll get, get what's comin' to you
until that time I know, know there's nothin' I can do
wait there's still some fight left, yeah I got somethin' to prove
gamble it all on me like there's nothin' left, there's nothin' left to lose

*verse3*
Nothin' left to lose
everybody want to play the game but nobody stress the rules
since I was young like dro I've kept my rubberband banks flexible
call me armstrong, I'm spendin' cash to stretch my revenue
experimental in the lab creating new formulas in test tubes
If you in my lane you best move
I'm 100% ready to best you
whose such a profanely profound bastard
you know who I'm describing at this time with these pronouns and adverbs
make you take one of the P's out of the word rapper
so I can now be referred to as worse
the new rapist to hit newspapers refuse news statements
and be presumed famous, vanish from the headlines and hideaway in Victor Von Dooms chambers

*hook*
one day you'll get, get what's comin' to you
until that time I know, know there's nothin' I can do
wait there's still some fight left, yeah I got somethin' to prove
gamble it all on me like there's nothin' left, there's nothin' left to lose

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[leeroi green]

cool i will feed it when you go feed some other writtens edit with links homie

[K KiLLaH]

Yo i'll feed when you edit your post and make the font bigger thats way too many words and for me to be straining my eyes on homie but yeah when you edit just comment i'll get the notification and read and leave feed