Life be the topic if I live it then I jot it Baptized in aquatics like the loch ness Neck stretched like an ostrich, viewing the land Pursuing his will
listen But first I have to cop a T and briefs Then I'll be able to spread some wisdom [some rambling by Praverb haha] I approached this guy, like hey, I'm Praverb the Wyse
I've seen gloomy days; all I see is black clouds Rhyming in my house, never seen a packed crowd I was a foster kid, grew up a black child A young Nat
This goes out to the peeps that felt me Before I dropped a song or classic LP This goes out to the peeps that felt me When I was feeling depressed, a
I grind you grind Man yo I'm trying to make cash I wonder will it last I grind you grind It's like I'm down on my last cent And I gotta pay rent I grind
You don't know how it is to be a foster child You don't know how it is to be a lost old child Crawled in the arms of Christ, it feels awesome now So
I hate the state of hip hop, no Laffy Taffy Waving like Danny Glover when the taxi pass me So I, tag the beat with my ability, nobody feeling me Because
I'm an artist that mingles with the crowd like Ron Artest And I will conquest, this game one ear at a time I'm Goliath on this mic, I put fear in your
train as I head home Zoning out, wearing out my headphones With a company 5 years then I get dropped Feels like my heart is in a Ziploc [x2] [Praverb
some school Leaving the house, rocking the school attire Slipped into the bathroom, now the skirts a little higher She walked into the mall, she's the center of attention
'm a keep repping until I die What, I'm a rep until I die, I'm a rep, rep until I die I'm a rep, rep until I die, big Praverb repping until I die yeah
I'm dead to sin, shedding my old self Dead to sin, shedding my old health I'm back now, new body and soul Crack down, Satan doesn't have control I'm
