Текст Nick Brewer – Many Moods Part 3

Back mine, never capsize,
Brudda get your facts right,
I was out here when you was having your nap time,
And I’m round here trying to get all my raps right,
That’s tight,
They don’t rate though, what do they know?
I never said I was great, but let me spray though,
I got a lot on my plate, not a potato,
There’s little p’s but a lot at stake though,
Come and take note, I’m a do what I say,
Don’t imitate, though nothing’s new anyway,
So in a way won’t I be losing again?
Fam I think I’m losing my brain,
Anyway I bar harder,
Them man are funny like ha ha ha,
But no they don’t fool there ain’t no rules brudda
But I’m old school like tra la la,
La la la la, smile if you know that,
Draw for the Kodak,
Snapchat’s cool but I’m old fam, hold that,
Don’t wanna go back,
Wait, I already showed that,
So Let me move on,
I wanna prove wrong anybody saying I’m only a one tune don,
Tryna find me a way in I can improve on,
But I’ve been waiting and waiting like it’s a tube stop,

And they’re striking, I’m on a mic ting,
Look at my skin man I’m whiter than lightening,
Never try a ting but the life is enticing,
Til there ain’t nobody left I’m going right in,
Rah, I go mad,
Young boy with the mind of an old man,
I been a student of Wiley and Flowdan,
My brudda told me it’s timing I know fam,
Oh man, oh man how’d I get here?
Tryna get my mind right and my head clear,
Gotta set a timeline for the next year,
Now ain’t the moment for fine wine and a deck chair,
Ready get set go, I can pen flows any tempo,
Tell them again many of them know,
Cause if I settle again I better head home,
Start leveling, white but I ain’t Devlin,
Life I got a medal in, hype is what I never been,
I don’t like fights I find they never settle things,
Ain’t been sniffing no lines of the amphetamines,
Maybe if I let it all out then I can get it in.