Dennis Valentin - 4th Quarter Lyrics

I just wanna rap
Action when the camera flash
Gotta grab the mic faster than a zab Judah jab
Or a Steve Nash pass, to the corner splashing it
In the waters, fourth quarter gotta get the
Ay
Gotta get the cash quick
In order to get passed dis
Mortal coil, foiling my plans wit
Disorienting passion
That's it
And it ain't over til a casket
And for my last trick
Watch me pull dis chicken out da hat
It's magic
Stomping over common ground, we got dis shit locked down
And If you gotta problem please don't make a sound
Tryna outrun the sun, you get gunned down
Found by some wolves wit they stomach growling
An owl in disguise on the prowl and
Find prey to stick my talons in
No challenge
Imagine
Sleepless nights, no let up
You wake up, I get up
Got a bed to sell it
Everybody hoping I get better
And I ain't never felt this good before
No pity partying someone as godly as him
Eyes on the end, I see niggas wit obvi intent
I'm glad I ain't them
Back to the wind
Shoot for the rim
Back to the wind
Shoot at a whim
Im trying to win