How I Suck for The Peace Case

How I suck for peace case,case, and I flow with mistakes,couple of bars with mistakes,couple of bars speed mistakes for Christ Sake.(×4)

I suck believe it or not,I think I'm excused when I'm not,I play my tunes,I don't know.

My wall is cracked,I brought up a case with no further action pin pens.

I grow with mob by my side,hated with a nerd by sickness.Ruthless plan,If I was wrong by late night.

Draws open that time,word folded back in my arms.

I'm singing my songs,business,light is off,cris cross by my visual tunes,hectic living nuts so crucial.

Ghost buster,how did I get caught by nagging crew,so banging draws and co-ordination plan is written,stuff I complain repeatedly about.

So I'm dropping bars,shown a bottle, suddenly wrongs,faint pen writing my songs,xylophone version of drones puzzle race battling pace taking turtle turns.

I suck l like the music,flash disc popping out of the popcorn plate,case is yours again not mine,again not mine.

Bling crossing road,plates are golden,speakers token price,is not then,trimmed assured by what which was charged by reorganised fight.

I don't want to know,even though, I let my microphone withdraw.Looking at the rest of time I run up and down struggling with a bob.I keep spinning like master taking the trapped time.

How I suck for peace case,case, and I flow with mistakes,couple of bars with mistakes,couple of bars speed mistakes , for Christ Sake,for Christ sake.(×4)

I have to let go music,strong desires what a sudden welcoming of verse of chapters night life.

During the road trip know my being my thing know the reason I just should pass by.

Ghost damn assurance,dim lights,I full my shows with some spice.

My legs are going to surf right,I weigh you on the pages ,then I'm frustrated like I can't write.

Kinetic energy,so I loose the feeling of back to the ceiling,treating me like garbage.

Think like none of the those guys,down to earth too way up close too busy yo I suck like I wasted my time.

Given opportunity took a sound composed it,washed up my hands to input these.

I don't let go easily that's why,the hands don't want to be the negative energy advice.

Simple time to squeeze, during the heartbeat then I feel it.How my bass just turned out to be door closed when it is opened to put out the flame.

Know I ain't the same way that I came,I contrast with what my songs wants to be written.

This should be true,so no way I can get through.I'm not going to separate myself for my focus,blame me or not it is what I choose more.

I suck then time is gone,I think I'm late to write songs for myself more of negative thoughts I choose to ignore.

How I suck for peace case,case, and I flow with mistakes,couple of bars with mistakes,couple of bars speed mistakes ,for Christ Sake,for Christ Sake.(×4)