Med cards like passports.
This flight has my eyes red.
Heights.
People ask me how I got to the top, I tell them I’m fly.
I don’t even have to try.
“Where’s my lighter?”
I prefer glass opposed to plastic, I can see right through you, like some glasses.
I never come in last son.
Fuck a cool kid — I just stroll and walk past them.
The jock on campus.
In a group full of dope rappers.
Lames ducking our bars like limbo; this a freestyle
I call it incidental.
I pick up the pen, and aim it at your mental.
My rhymes got you feelin’ bad?
Awwwhh
Pull out my tiny violin;
Play a sad instrumental.
So far gone
I’m a tiger to these city cats — You city rat.
You can stay in the trap;
Honey to these cocaine fiends.
Running out of breath,
Close to passing out.
Intoxicated words
I keep slurring, but to be honest
Tomorrow all this will be a blurr.
2 tokes for iLLFoLK
Then I pass it left
No that ain’t right, or is it?
I can’t remember the rotation.
I’m spacing, no sleep.
Excuse my impatience.
I was taught to hustle hard,
Cause my ancestors did.
So Who else would I do it for?
Who am I?
They ask me
Golden Brown-skin, I’m a Cali baby
Watching the sunset turn skies pink
As I’m walking finding shells in the street, I’m not walking on the beach.
Ghetto birds keep me up, the waves should be singing me to sleep.
Admit it my flow is pretty damn unique
It’s pretty fucking neat
Like someone with OCD
1,2,3
1,2,3
Mic check 1, 2, 3
Passing by time in class line after line, sheet after sheet
Stick out my tongue and point my middle finger; like Fuck You!
Hol up let me get the other one; Fuck Everybody!
Who exactly are you?
Who wouldn’t want to be me?
Who would want to be you?
Nobody
Nobodies showing up.
Everybody
Every party got the people yelling iLLFoLK !!
-Leighrick
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