Posted in: Musicouching by Zach Braatz on March 26th, 2011 | 0 Comments
Beat by: Rockwilder
Lyrics by: Zach Braatz
Produced by: Zach Braatz
inspired by a conversation I had about wanting too try and make it in the NFL.
just taking the time too share my 3rd song I put together with a beat given too me by Rockwilder. hope you enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vF31so72wDI&feature=channel_video_title
Lyrics: Here I am, Tryin’a rhyme. I do it all to pass the time. Like a mime every action has its reason. Now it is time for the new rap game season. Opening game of my rookie year. just like football, its all a coin-toss. but too me that all means nothing. coin goes up, my call heads up. coin falls, you look down. turns out that tails never fails. look-up, expect a frown. But like a bird, I am above you. Face-to-face feelin no discrace. Decide the kickoff, come at me, or be a woosie. Either way, you will soon see. That I can play solid-D. Fence like a Stegosaurus. Sit back, mind my own. My words a spike tail. You might as well call me the king of Stego. Soar-as high as the world will let me. But that does not make me dinosaur. But maybe it makes me a Herbivore. I live off trees and grassy greens. Somebody get me some veggies please. So listen too me carefully. I’m a lyrical hoarder. Post things on my wall. my favorite pack was paul mall. Your words don’t even phase me dawg. so its over, you can not defeat me. Now we are in over t-i-m-e. So I’ll spit my next rhyme. but this will be my last time. Wont be a next time, I think I’m done til next season. I dont wanna be involved in your treason. You’ll prolly say you’ll kill me, but for what reason? That’s right, I am out til next season. I don’t got to give you any reason. There’s no fight, I’m out till next season. Because I want too! that is my reason. You can have the mic cuz I am leavin. This is my last line of the whole rap season
