HonestHarris

Shake hands with me, hello I’m a poet. I aint a rapper, y’all should know it. But I could tear you up with my words With no hope for sew’in. Listen to my lips in motion . I aint trying to shine , no effort still glowin . Tied to success , I’m Ill and my rope sick. You could get noosed , beware of the grip. Don’t bark up the wrong tree, stick to twiggs. I’ma do me until I rip. Practice what I preach Haters can’t handle the scriptures. I’ll make smores when the bridgeburns. Arson to enemies surrender or get served. Blind to bullshit, I was born with vision blurred. drawn to the different side of sanity. But who cares about symmetry. Father of craziness But don’t act like you some kin to me. No Oscars, no fakes in family.. I bring the fire So y’all try to candle me. Cooking up the flame With my secret recipe . Out of the kitchen if you cant handle the heat. Chef of lyrics , buy my food and keep the receipt.

My mind's in the future,forgeting past's agressions. everyday is a gift, but i don’t understand the present. Tough game ,The life of a bricker you try to make these girls fall for you but i treat them like my house shoe, that’s a slipper. When life gave you lemons, I made your lemonade. When situations got hairy, I gave you a fade. I will be unique in life and death. To me being different is basic. I would go to heaven and wear a halo as a bracelet. If you a square go find a group of cubes , you can't hang with me , you ain't living right. Get away before I decide to throw the dice. It’s time to leave our troubles in the past. We gotta work to put our heads together, Like headbutting a giraffe. DBZ was my favorite thing when I found it. I discovered you, and on a scale of 1 to 10... your over 9,000. I practice what i preach and I'm a cocky pastah. You can call me a dick,but I can go hard all day without viagra. Don’t play with me, you don’t know this toy’s story. I gave her my woody, now she’s screaming. I got a friend in me!!!

let me break you off a piece of my bars like a kitkat y'all trying to ball, but i balled like Sylvester on kimo thats a sick cat I’ll show you some hard times No tick tock just click clack i'm O J and I’m tell'in ya angelicas’ y'all some rugrats I’d like a goldy locks in my life That says if its to big its just right My dick fits the description no lie Theres no porridge thats this nice I rhyme, you love it, its just that simple. Like McDonald’s , my word’s set to McGrittle Have some breakfast , get full , I don’t want no stomachs too little Me and a rapper , that’s a mitch match Rappings something I aint about ditch that idea and climb yourself out Victory is sweet I’m sure as sugar without a doubt I have over come some how Team has a t But there aint one in winnin And that’s the motto that i’m grip’in No tea forget the lipton There’s a I in listen And I got a lot to exhale I have thoughts that I breathe to tell It might be hot air well I’ll talk up some hell

I sometimes make no sense and you can't understand. I got reality in my palm, but I tend to stay out of hand. I’ll high five you when I get a chance. You’ll never fully see my world, but I’ll let you glance. Check in after forever, I'll have my views still. If truth hurts, I hope that news kills. I’ve become numb so I chill. But I’ll talk to show how murder feels. I ain't got time to be a hero. I'd make you feel better by saying "I care" but that's a placebo. I think highly of myself and everyone knows. I'll call you when this shooting star runs out of ammo. I used to see haters as flowers, they motivated this boss. You were my rose, but this is where the pedals fall. Show's over. There's other gardens after all. As I grew those feelings became false. Insane words travel threw my lips. My mind races ,crazy is where I live. I hit the gas and I never miss. We all go threw trials, some keep pleading the fifth. I have stories and many ways to express these tails. King of thinking outside the box, so hail. If you want to word play, you better be on your toes Like nails. I don’t care what right is, but it’d be fun to change earth to something wrong. sponsored by my dick, Mother nature's running a triathlon. f*cking the world up But not in a relationship. check facebook.com. I don’t talk to the mirror, cause I’d rather have bad luck for seven years. It does it’s job but I don’t respect the career. It shows me the same things, but opinions change from peer to peer. Troubles with your chick, that's baby momma drama. Troubles with my dick, that's anaconda problems. Theres all types of struggles, it’s just how we try to solve and stop ’em I try to send mine down the drain like water in the faucet Bad to the bone like the skeletons in your closet. I aint really worried about who’s gonna fill my shoes, I got my life and I just want to walk it. I hate the enemies it came with. But I just ignore and try to make bliss. I’d stomp them with happy feet, Penguins.