Of my own drum
Shoot words like bullets
From the barrel of a gun
I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun
I'm gonna make my record spin
Like it's never spun
I ad the coco to coco puffs
I'm the reason that you can't get enough
I'm the girl in the hoodie holding the god stuff
Who wants skin and bones
When you can have fluff
Like a clean beat
Like it well buffed
With tricks up my sleeves others bars get snuffed
In the deep end
Not going with the flow
Just like the circus
This is my freak show
Only true contender but the others don't know
My lyrics don't fall they
Drop like snow so
Light a match and watch me glow
I'm burning like a mad scarecrow
Time to raise the roof
And let it go
Set the hole shit on fire
And watch it blow
I'm gonna march to the beat
Of my own drum
Shoot words like bullets
From the barrel of a gun
I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun
I'm gonna make my record spin like it's never spun
I shoot straight arrows just like cupid
Never miss a target I'm clever not stupid
Many are blinded a lot are deluded
So pull up your hoods for the raving new kid
My pen writes words that never slumber
With inc like lightning
And rhymes like thunder
Turn mc's to ashes like timber to lumber
Split crews apart chop'em like cucumber
You can comb my lyrics
But you'll never catch a strand
The hour-glass has been flipped
Now I'm flowing sand
I won't topple over no I'll forever stand
Lucy Love is in the air
So sound will expand
I'm gonna march to the beat
Of my own drum
Shoot words like bullets
From the barrel of a gun
I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun
I'm gonna make my record spin
Like it's never spun
I'm gonna march to the beat Of my own drum Shoot words like bullets From the barrel of a gun I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun I'm gonna make my record spin Like it's never spun I ad the coco to coco puffs I'm the reason that you can't get enough I'm the girl in the hoodie holding the god stuff Who wants skin and bones When you can have fluff Like a clean beat Like it well buffed With tricks up my sleeves others bars get snuffed In the deep end Not going with the flow Just like the circus This is my freak show Only true contender but the others don't know My lyrics don't fall they Drop like snow so Light a match and watch me glow I'm burning like a mad scarecrow Time to raise the roof And let it go Set the hole shit on fire And watch it blow I'm gonna march to the beat Of my own drum Shoot words like bullets From the barrel of a gun I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun I'm gonna make my record spin like it's never spun I shoot straight arrows just like cupid Never miss a target I'm clever not stupid Many are blinded a lot are deluded So pull up your hoods for the raving new kid My pen writes words that never slumber With inc like lightning And rhymes like thunder Turn mc's to ashes like timber to lumber Split crews apart chop'em like cucumber You can comb my lyrics But you'll never catch a strand The hour-glass has been flipped Now I'm flowing sand I won't topple over no I'll forever stand Lucy Love is in the air So sound will expand I'm gonna march to the beat Of my own drum Shoot words like bullets From the barrel of a gun I won't stop till I've hit the moon and the sun I'm gonna make my record spin Like it's never spun Explain Request ×
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