Roundstreet - I.J.W.R. lyrics

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Roundstreet - I.J.W.R. lyrics

[Intro] It's my music Imma use it It's my music… [Verse 1] Look at me flying a white horse No gear just the mind force No pills clean life force Gold grill not my first choice You hear all the loud noise Stay clear or rejoice Gold ear and some sound toys Got me top of the list as your keen choice In the middle of the convoys Feel the riddle in a calm voice Only peace I get on a cold day And when my only piece of tech is word play I put strain on my face in the first wave Now I'm wrinkled like my 50th birthday Every play a new place and you slept on it Put a stamp on it, that said You enjoyed every line that you read That I wrote on my pad, now I'm riding a sled God a ton of gifts in my bag Believe me your desires are fed Look at me flying a dragon Through the valley and I'm dying to hang him On a wall as a trophy of sorts Now there's fire coming out of my throat sh** is dire and I'm dying to gloat This is private and this is I Like I have a hat and a trench coat This the only thing that's even making me smile Even when I'm dead broke On that note I can't cope Without that note [Chorus] I don't wanna drink, smoke, f**, xanies, molly, I just wanna rap No chains, cash, cars, Cuban cigars, I just wanna rap Gimme a pen it's a f**ing December, to make me remember I just wanna rap If it ain't lit cool a hit, have a laugh I just wanna rap [Bridge] It's my music Imma use it Just to prove that It's where I wanna be New age It's dooms day But it's okay I'm where I wanna be [Verse 2] Look at me flying an eagle Vinyl jumping the needle Never will I be looking feeble It's a Neverland Look at me soar through the sky All i see in this land is the coal This is private, and this is I Watch as I'm taking control It's a Neverland It's a Neverland I grew up with a few bright minds Way before they were committing crimes Or thinking of leaving it all behind Cause the dream of achieving it was a grind There's a pact of motherf**er that can rhyme But they're stuck working 9 to 5 If they're lucky to be employed f** it Here being brilliant and broke is a bind Every sound out of them is a punch line A metaphor so warm it shines The spoon full of art that I kept And I'm thinking it's all that is left [Chorus] I don't wanna drink, smoke, f**, I just wanna rap No chains, cash, cars, I just wanna rap Gimme a pen I just wanna rap If it ain't lit, cool I just wanna rap [Outro] It's my music Imma use it Just to prove that It's where I wanna be New age It's dooms day But it's ok I'm where I wanna be I'm where I wanna be I'm where I wanna be

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