Cherrie

the road less travelled is the best way to go I've fought and battled to a man I have grown I thought yeah its different, I thought it be slow But nah it got faster the more I did grow
Make your own luck, fight for your own Craft evey paths in the dark in the cold Market your art just to dance for the doeNah fuck that bro i am smarter than Joes
......They all average, they all sound the same They all battle wits but none of em sane They all think they're having it with nothing there to gainfocusing on gold, glitz glamour and the fame
Maybe I won't be the best, and I'm alright with that I'm more focused on the pen then I'm focused on the pad And I'd like to think that when I'd be offered all the cash I'd be flipping them the hen then be off in a dash
Passion over money, love over everythingRapping with my buddies rapping for the hell of it Battling and running. Home run getting hitHella lit, tell em its fate yeah i'm getting it
Yeah my soul leaves my mind everytime I touch Mic Flowing from my throat down the wires to your MindArt is more than words they are pieces of lifeI’m Crafting every verse like I'm ready to die
Warnings a curse but their friends of mineCorned in this hearse yeah im forced to survive Its no biggie yo, yeah trust me i'm fineI been Sorting out Words that are a puzzle to write
I've never been a fan of me and maybe that's fineI always hate the air that I'm wasting on rhymesBut maybe if I build maybe If I climbk dots words will garn speak through I
You learn a Fuck lot of off one man's eyesYeah some gone watch But some walk by Some get lost and then some try find A sum of which costs just Some of this Life

Self love. Help one. Love one another help the world till we doneTell em bout that self love. So help one
Self love. Help one. Love one another help the world till we doneTell em bout that self love. So help one