A.Tone Da Priest - Sonic Flow lyrics

[Verse 1] Print and copy, my statistics lofty, impossibly often my ends not stopping A boss in a coffin, a loss I protest, forget d**h; make it one less waste of a breath Set goals to a mission, position unwavering, savoring the fortune and fame just a game youre in Blame for him maybe, the chasing of dreams, get the key to succeed, take a loss for the team See the cost of believing, you brought this to being, I fought with the demons, no cross overseeing They get lost in the greed, when the soul bout to flee the man, gone from the earth, god gave him wings again Lived all his life? Someone tell me what in mean again, want to be free? Just be the wind With time as a drug Im gone, such a fiend I am, well just cause they say it, does that really mean I am? [Verse 2] To quick, she thick, we get action. Packing dick I deal a thrashing Slacking? No she throw it back man, slapping a** its straight attacking Asking Can we take it slow? Oh no them panties got to go A show to show me what you know, its rapid, acted p**no hoe Dough probably why she entertain, subjective is my right to fame A shame she went to college, became an alcoholic, still use that brain For draining things, society providing me a leech to tame To easy Wheres this leading? Reasons throw me off my A game [Verse 3] Wishing on em, sitting on a star, so far above the rest Just fed my ego see no evil, need no reason being blessed On my chest the world is weighted, all this time gone now Ive waited Chasing dreams it seems out dated, waiting for how final fate is Sadists say its just a phase to live in life without a page Or just a slave to diction, getting dicked man, cause you getting played Anyway you cut it, shut it out, its still above it, enough the public Eyes to judge this guy whose long gone been abducted, busted, life cant get enough yet [Verse 4] Step inside, I make surprise, a rise of hype, Im staying that guy Praying for my breakout, take that out the equation bury it eight down Trodden soldiers, rolling boulders, papa knocked off plenty old birds Lotta trollips stay on my words; say the phrase, amazed, got no nerves Heard of heaven? Less the mention, keeping score on who pretending Acting fans get met with dead ends, only f**s wit 9s and 10s Flip em over barely sober stuck in didnt even know her Name, say its a shame, but when I asked her lips were playing blower King October, Libra, scale her p**y till I reach the top She hot and sopping juices, Im just guessing what she like a lot co*k got her hot, screaming out for me a freak without d cannot breath Succeed at deeds with speed, he quick, that b**h she better be pleased