k**a B - Alley-Kat freestyle lyrics

[Verse: k**aB] One, two, three, four, five, seven Skipped the number six to avoid the risk of every risk Of a rapper with a catalog disc That resemble Tech N9ne and the Odd Future clique I'm trynna be the n***a that's a role mode and an idol Yeah I rap about some dark things, man I'm trynna be a rival To this mis connect between a story teller and the illuminadi sect A wreck that the worlds so suspect of the subject To your disbelief Rapping for the dollars but I ain't a common theif I danced with the devil and he pushed me to my knees Couldn't bend them up and down so my soul is to keep I reap what I sow, but blame the world for my struggle One hand with my pain and her heart watch me juggle Has I juggle back and forth while my demons in the crowd Crowd surfing on they ghosts has my soul took a bow Clap, Clap for the typical n***a that sold out Cause ain't everyone has real at your twitter Crazy Clout Confused and amused don't be so confused I'm just so amused at your damage and misuse One, two, three, four, five, six Oops I mean seven but that digit makes bricks So six hundred something must be worth the quick fix It could buy a record deal and a fresh pair of kicks So I'm air jordaning over the gate ways of hell Couldn't find the address so my music ain't for sale I'm the typical kid trynna make it big Running for the art of speech trynna get the next gig k**a B the next gig