Flava of the Year
Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2012 9:43 am
I’m the stereotype White when I’m on the mic
Cause I run the “pen”, and then read you the “writes”
Deadly pasty, just like the chalk used to trace me
Fuck fitness, just this sickness keeps me shapely.
The irony is I’ll die from the dirt on me,
six feet deep, no white sheet will cover me.
I sleep on my feet, can’t stand it one peep,
One sheep is what I reach when i lay on the beat. [one, tw…]
I keep the cloud wit me drown the loud like Whitney
If risky, my bloc’s wit me, SPF fifty
It’s sick these men try to touch me, like Sandusky
My pen’s state’s annihilate, wait, tell em Puffy [Burn em in the Flames]
Here comes a brand new flava of the Year
Time for new flava of the Year
I hope you like vanilla, bland, and clear
Time for brand new flava of the Year
(i'll do 2nd verse later)
Cause I run the “pen”, and then read you the “writes”
Deadly pasty, just like the chalk used to trace me
Fuck fitness, just this sickness keeps me shapely.
The irony is I’ll die from the dirt on me,
six feet deep, no white sheet will cover me.
I sleep on my feet, can’t stand it one peep,
One sheep is what I reach when i lay on the beat. [one, tw…]
I keep the cloud wit me drown the loud like Whitney
If risky, my bloc’s wit me, SPF fifty
It’s sick these men try to touch me, like Sandusky
My pen’s state’s annihilate, wait, tell em Puffy [Burn em in the Flames]
Here comes a brand new flava of the Year
Time for new flava of the Year
I hope you like vanilla, bland, and clear
Time for brand new flava of the Year
(i'll do 2nd verse later)