the gift of gab
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:46 am
All I need is a microphone
A slice of home
And my righteous throne
I like to zone
Ever since I picked the habit
Be fit for havoc
So every day I sit and practice
Pick ya action
Drop lock slip the tablet
The gift of gabbin
Left me skilled with words
I kill em herbs
Burning so I grill the earth
Distilled the burn
Creative so I’m thrilled to learn
I got bills to earn
Hard workin as I build the verse
Chill and burst
that new age rip the page shit
work them late shifts
still aint getting my songs played wit
but still I play it..cuz
blessed wit the gift of gab
I chip the slab
Like a sculptor wit the gift of hands
;;;;;;
just a quick spit so you know i stills got the flow
uppin for some feed
A slice of home
And my righteous throne
I like to zone
Ever since I picked the habit
Be fit for havoc
So every day I sit and practice
Pick ya action
Drop lock slip the tablet
The gift of gabbin
Left me skilled with words
I kill em herbs
Burning so I grill the earth
Distilled the burn
Creative so I’m thrilled to learn
I got bills to earn
Hard workin as I build the verse
Chill and burst
that new age rip the page shit
work them late shifts
still aint getting my songs played wit
but still I play it..cuz
blessed wit the gift of gab
I chip the slab
Like a sculptor wit the gift of hands
;;;;;;
just a quick spit so you know i stills got the flow
uppin for some feed