Ok people, this is the second addition to Fast Track Fridays.
I make a whole track in one day.
Last time i had already had a beat i made that i used, this time i made a beat specifically for FTF. So, i...made the beat, wrote, recorded and edited all in one night.
*I'M GONNA MAKE IT*
I’m gonna make it.
I’m gonna make it bitch.
I’m gonna make it, you cannot fake this shit.
You can’t stop me no,
You cant stop me no fuck you cant
Ghost killer, roast. No one realer.
Host the sickness, most cancerous spiller.
Filled with the ill spill. Trill man, a sealed deal.
Will and I can kill. Feel when I impale,
All you rotten and glutinous souls.
Off in the cold, I build a coffin,
That’ll soften your glow.
Offer nothing but my music,
When you’re stuck in that hole.
Hope you can’t help but lose it,
Like its eating you whole.
Ass mother fuckers, that’s what you be though.
We know, you bitches made easy like weed dough.
See hoe, I’m cutting of the cash, call me veto.
None ya bills fittin to pass when Nox E blow.
See no green. Mr. Cee Lo Green,
Tell um I said "Fuck You" then feed those fiends.
Them dope beats, flat line. Flow seeps, crack lines.
Over dose hoe, my full schemes stacked high.
I’m gonna make green,
From the night till the morning light.
You cannot break me,
But I’m sure you fucks will try.
I’m gonna make it,
You cannot break it
You, can’t bring me down,
I’m too profound, you should know right now,
I’m above your level. Never settle for less than.
A yes man? No Mam, but bet I’m a blessed man.
Question… who, still doubts I?
Maybe them parties, want a piece of the pie,
But you can’t have it. Bitch I’m a maverick.
Tragic haters, tryna snatch on my magic.
Go back to your corner.
Don’t slack on that hook crook,
Look I’ma warn ya, they’re gonna,
See who the pimp and who the (hoe)
You dicks the size of shrimp and kinda limp, but you should (know)
This prick is always bar hard, with his hard bars.
Lard car star, on a roll and phat, hardy har har.
In fact, you can take this sack lookin like a aardvarck,
suck it bitch, cuz I’m the shit, you’re at most a hard shart.