[Intro: Nieve]

Yeah, Nieve, Goon Trax

A SoulChef production

Got me like

[Chorus: Nieve]

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while its like this now so let me grab the mic

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while its like this now so let me have the mic

[Verse 1: Nieve]

I'm getting older, I'm no longer the young pro

So ain't no little kid going to tell me I'm done for

And you ain't even worth it to rhyme to

Just thought I'd go and leave a little note to remind you

In case you want to stir the pot up

Cause a little drama, you don't really want to battle

I'll say things you never thought of and have never seen

You caught a line and became a fiend

My dope rhyme like amphetamine

You had a dream

The type to make you think you fall through

Who you think you are? You ain't too big to sock two

A kick one, I grab the mic and I spit son

Try to share the soul laying low in my system

And say whatever it just don't

Matter anymore I know my future is destined

To carry on

There's no baggage that's heavy on

My shoulders are very strong

You know

[Chorus: Nieve]

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me grab the mic (Grab the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me have the mic (Have the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me grab the mic (Grab the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me have the mic (Have the mic)

[Verse 2: Nieve]

It's just the same old motif

The heart never safe, pretty girls a cold thief

She got away, the way she move make you wanna stay

It's kind of smooth how she stalk her prey

I walk away, don't blame me if you see me look back though

She fit me to a Texas T, baby, it was black gold

And from my rap flow

I thought I had her but I guess it didn't matter

She didn't think it was that dope

Leave the girl with the woe is me

Just another slide show in my Poetry

Picture me rollin' in a five hundred buying roses in the dozen

For the lady I want, won't that be something?

But I'm worried it will never be

Too many games be played love, we use it in a phrase like a spelling bee

Putting her spell on me, hypnotized

Was the devil in disguise, she decided to hell with me (Yeah)

[Chorus: Nieve]

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me grab the mic (Grab the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me have the mic (Have the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me grab the mic (Grab the mic)

Don't want to write this down

I want say it while it's like this now so let me have the mic

(Yeah)