THE UPRISING by skillphillydaillone on SoundCloud - Create, record and share your sounds for free Aspiring artist, what the hell does that mean? Sad dreams in the back seats spittin rap beats Rollin hash weed half speed in this black jeep Countin black sheep throwin z's in the trash heap I only strap trees never need to pack heat Cuz I always keep my mind armed but last week My own mind attacked me, it was blasphemous You only packin metal when you crash the whip Shit, we hazardous like acid drips I'm just wonderin when you gonna pass whats lit Cuz I threw it your way and it never came back I can't cut corners cuz its hard to frame that You don't know the half of it just average accolades I got more green around me than cast away Peace to Master Jay addidas keep rockin If the beats still rockin my head will keep noddin This is just the tip of the iceberg, notebooks So full of bright words that it might burst…. I write first then act on relaxed nerves Attract herds n splurge n pack kick ass erb If your back hurts, I no something to ease the pain People, fame, greed is nothing but an evil game after travelin maybe I will dabble in Getting so high in the sky like a javelin It's always happenin, the stress, regrets It's a pain in my neck when I never get a breath You don't know the half of it, you don't know a quarter You don't know a slice of the shit I might order…