Projections by Penny47 Lyrics

Coming to ya live from the internet tryna do it right, own a buisness im a syndicate/ corrupting all ya data if you come at my intelligence/ when it comes to word play I got that fire that hit ya chest it break apart your ribs and reasemble all your ligaments/descendent of supreme beings that 9 ether adrenaline nappy headed wit melanin come and get it im ready man rappin to make that double XL my time is invested fam/ ain't no ice cream raps always the beat cds it keep my words in crescent the moon and sun dont compete/ acid rappin on track subtractted the negatives im better than repentin for my niggas who gone catch em and gon kill again/ say it for the niggas who ain't understand my vision im livin life when I rap you can hear I got the passion not of the christ if its laugh me and religion just dont get along/ sing a song prolly wit the renegade we get it on/ I did it mom, overcame my demons in this fucking song and to my poppa ain't none forgiven but I can't forget what you did/ made me look fuckin stupid at parent teacher conference thats empty seats my mans, empty weeks my mans/ still came up proper thats word to my doctor that man had prophesied Id be pushin for greatness ain't no mistake in my punchline no cyanide in my Gatorade ain't no fake in my DNA only said that for PSA just relate/ steadily remember the shit that hindered the kid in kindergarten/ honest but fuckin awful my knowledge is to exhausting im colder than what you thought it was/ ain't wit all the fuck shit sip the lipton in yo hood like wtf is is up/ its penny nigga