Gotta keep them WingzUp, Like Chrons spirits
Only here a short time, No long visits,
We above and beyond limits, I stay original
Like them rappers, That your song mimics,
Right and wrong pivots, Views get skewed
Either way we all get screwed, Mom vicious,
Lifes a circus, Hit me if you want tickets
Quick, These babies sell themselves, Sans gimmicks,
Enjoy yaself, Life, I belong in it
Smiling, even when faced, With a strong grimace,
Refuse to back down, Tho beyond timid
Find my inner strength, Popeye on spinach,
Wordsmith a this shit, Yo My song vicious
Finally landed, Rock, like I'm on Plymouth,
No bigots, So all I hears crickets
Weeks turn to months to years, Prefer minutes
Time flies like a crow does
We stay real never bogus
We out to make the bread
Watching out for the toasters
Got to stay focussed
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Took work to raise me up, From my flea pit
Didn't listen to my mother, Like her every word was secret,
Young and dumb, I couldn't see shit
See I thought I knew it all, Needed firm hands to desist,
In my nature, To resist
Push the envelope without scope, Till my life fall to pieces,
Hard headed, Strong willed, facetious,
They runnin out of steam, Couldn't iron out my creases,
Women lovin, My uniqueness
This latest ones for life, Heartache she helped me beat this,
Life still far, From cream and peaches
But we got each other, Long walks along beaches,
Rhymes improving, With all my new releases
Killah like Priest is, Taking out the weakest,
Of ya crew, exclusive, Keep ya leases
Im in a good place, Bomb the bass, Nothin beat dis
Time flies like a crow does
We stay real never bogus
We out to make the bread
Watching out for the toasters
Got to stay focussed
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Bronx producer and D.I.T.C. member Buckwild enlists Fred The Godson, Flee Lord, Smif-N-Wessun, and a slew of others for a triumphant LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 26, 2020