Testo Vanilla lights Krayzie Bone

Vanilla lights

1st verse:

Look at the **** they can meet you in the sky
then you get up and go fly and go so high
nobody can never bring you down
not even gravity it's all in your mind
so imma keep rising up to the top
stick to the grinders never gonna stop
I'm sick with the rhyming that's all a nigga got
I'm moving against time and time I don't got
gotta make my mind
and I do it with a fine devotion when I strategize
put the design in motion get it organized
just like I'm blindly focused and a hater can't brake my stride
so the light stay shine as I take fly
get it early in the morning and then a brake night
live out my life I can never take light
and all of my wrongs I can never make right
so a nigga just breezin

Chorus:

I'm feeling the dark, my life is a drug
I'm gazing the stars and they don't look very far to me
now I be the vation for me....
vanilla lights shining bright
separates my flys
come take me to the sky
I will do anything I can vision....

2nd Verse:

Stick to the plan get next to the man
with a checks in his hand
get away from the rest of a man
do the best you can to keep
that shady niggaz outta your realm
never gonna win when the team can't see your dream
don't wanna be the annier they wanna be chief
you wanna make cheese cuz I can't spend this
so lead them niggaz in the street (peace)
get away from me dog, the nigga that vows contagious
like ya'll niggaz got rabis
it amaze me, cuz everybody going Krayzie
sounded like Kray, but they never gonna fade me
how can put death of my momma
I kill em no matter the drama
Niggaz go onto me as if I was your father
but I don't even want to be bothered
imma keep breezin

Chorus..

3rd Verse:

Ain't nobody stopping me from doing what I'm doing
imma do it like a ghost and I flow right through em
when I flow life fluid and I blow like ***
and it's also full and I go so tourie
when they get a little bit of this
well come and get a little fix
and let me put you in the mix
and let me get you niggaz hips
so you never do forget
I'm the nigga get you caught up
and then roll up in the twig
and I flip the script
then I hit em like a lyrical storm
for the subliminal poem
it's Kray Jack in the original form
the competition nigga sent to the morg
and they can all exist no more
imma ryder
24\7 the grinder
I'm simply trying to survive, stay alive
and shinning these vanilla lights....