I'm running on three hours of sleep
I even dream of sweet sleep
Sprinkling cheese at Lil C's
like a freakin pizza O.G.
I got stress impressed in my chest
Got my breast compressed under arrest
cuz my next steps a trek to Texas
to express who I love best
the studio's got my beats blarin'
but I'm still caring bout runnin errands
At Erics parents we're sharing
a flare like Red Barons
I stare blank at the screen
play a game or sixteen
wonder what Jake's doing
probably baking muffin cookies
It's Friday night right?
also known by party time right?
Bright flashing lights cant excite
me tonight, I'm dying inside
I look at the sky and realize
rains in sight and thunder might
come alive and light the night
but I close my eyes, goodnight.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
so this rhyme has the exact same line as April 5th, and another one that is very similar. I guess there is no need trying to fabricate anything new when every day is filled with the same crap. I think the clouds are about to part and the next time you look to the sky you can realize that it is more than fine.
Post a Comment