Blitzkrieg

By MIKE

On WINTER NEW YORK

Released on December 22, 2015

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[Verse 1]

I ain't really tryna look into my past

Shit full of lies and deprived from the cash

Take the pride from his ass

6'3 No size in the man

I'm a giant with the heart same size as his hand

I'mma wait [?]

It's hard to take my mind off my mans

Cause them the same hands that provide for the clan

I'mma rise till I can't

Watch these lines take MIKE to the bank

I'mma write till I can't

Watch this time, I'mma rise to the [?]

Slide right off the ramp with the eyes of a champ

And I'm feelin like time is a trance

Cause sometimes ion know if I'm alive or dreaming

I'm losing myself cause I'm focused on prizes and diamonds

Instead of my needs and, I trip for no reason

I'm lost in these seasons

Put my life on the line for this shit

And the work pays off, I guess it's the cost of me breathing


[Bridge]

All for my home inside

All for my bro's to rise

Nigga just close your eyes

All for my home inside

All for my bro's to rise

Nigga just close your eyes, close your

All for my home, all for my home, all for my


[Verse 2]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

This right here another way to be surfing

Watch his face hit the surface

Stuck on the sofa, or made by the verdict

God done turned another lame to a perfect

The rain from his birth is, a blame to the nurses

Made from the dirt in the place that was worthless

Aiming for the change in your purses

Either way a chain, what's the purchase

The lane seem uncertain, slums you were made by the circus

Jump if you [?] with the [?]


[?]

Done with the pain I'm not Curtis

Done with the shade I'm not lurking

Done with the past I'm not nervous