Mr. Primitive

Ayo it's one of those days, where I'm like "FUCK EVERYTHING :D" So don't call my phone cause I'ma let it ring Hit snooze and ignore, cause I don't need anymore So called "Role Models" telling me what to live my life for, so fuck you Simple as that, wicked ass cat, spittin' the raps That got the city on the map, it's like that It's the HideandSeekZoo and we taking number 2's On people's personal views, so what the fuck is wrong with you? Roll it up and just pass it, then ash it I needa make up credits cos I came high to my classes But I'm not a bad kid, I'm just in to that rap shit I go with the flow and whatever happens, happens And they keep it slappin', and clappin' therefor I keep rapping But I'ma keep walking on the path that I'm trapped in But I'ma keep climbing and rhyming to find a diamond I get better with the writing as soon as I put my time in But I'm pretty impatient, I feel like I needa change shit Write it out, then put on a song and then face it I'm not here to chase it, unless you talking dreams Until I catch up and put it on the same team But I'm afraid to grow up And I don't wanna find problems on the way that I didn't even know of Plus, I hate finding my life in a bucket Fuck it, this is my life on a low budget But I'm a writer so I aspire something higher They call me a pothead and I don't even own a lighter Ayo we're coming from our places, the zoo opened the cages So now I make the tracks just to spit 'em at your faces! And that ain't it, yo I always keep it lit But I've been smoking for a while now, I think it's time to quit I'm not a strong believer that school gets you far It's more about the money and driving fancy ass cars, huh? Fuck the money, I don't need to be happy I'm just sayin' but I'd be glad to fuck your bitch if you ask me Unless she's nasty, I'm pretty sure she is So I rather make a mix-tape and sell it to your kids So don't run your lips mothafucka, keep moving Haters talk shit cos they ain't got nothing worth doing Fuck the hater talk that typical rap scene I guess I smoked too much and slept in during the casting But I never ever forever spit it clever This is Vacaville's flow, you won't find any better And It's not that I'm cocky, it's that no one's ever stopped me I've been on the run from the fake shit and no one's ever caught me Now they think I can't rap, I'm like "Bitch, watch me" The crew is full of Mexicans, just like a swap meet I'm tryna make the right choices and let it live Cause that's all there is to it, signing off, Mr. PRIMITIVE