Wxrg - Intervals Lyrics

Intervals that spin
Time slips
Every now and again
I don't make friends
I write checks
I don't write rhymes
I make threats

I don't write rhymes
See i write threats
And i beg a mother f*cker tryna
Two step in my room
And i'm high as f*ck i cant move
And these visions got me tripping
Like a bullet slipping through
The barrel of a forty two
Mother f*cker stick and move
Keep a tab up on a bitch
Like you live inside the zoo
It's the parable of truth
Art of war
Sun tzu

I don't make threats
I make promises
I'm the star of the show
Y'all just living in it
Yo whole facade a fiction
You addicted to that bitch shit
Its as funny and facetious as my favorite motion pictures
You a mother f*cking creature
You belong in the bleachers
I'm so mother f*cking handsome
She just love me for my features
I'm a dog i'm a hound
I be rocking with a heathen
See i'm always turning up
I don't even need a reason
And i'm always smoking something
It gonna help me with my feelings
I don't like to feel to much
I don't really need a reason