Letter To Sonic Lyrics is performed by Mickey Factz
I'm writing a few thoughts to my dude charles
I first met you in the school .. true art
You still love sonic call you a blue duck
And you had more hustle than a pool ...
You was going by freelance you better ..
I think i was your first lose when you challenge me
All was freestyle and you were spitting ...
.. see chilling what did you want?
At the beginning your momma was too strict
She ain’t seen my vision
You ain’t never wanna be a star .. performing songs
I need it a helping hand when i could give a lift
I told to my friends about this kid that spits
.. how to script this ..you love making .. day and night you call
.. your name it was .. you I got myspace messages and no six
You were writing me the gigs you would go ..
I had a … but I heard every show ripped ..information were … like a nose drip
No East side pyramid lyrics couldn’t go so .. with that flow specialist
.. check you at the studio in Harlem in the high-school
A week later you send me shinning that was 07 .. figure out how your life went
Found out that you was getting evicted like you never existed
Your mommas kick you out like .. homeless living in the studio
.. I know when you was freelance man .. they call me freelance
I don’t write for .. I write for the paper
Got more racks than a scorpion king …
You had an addiction without a weed bag
.. rehab DJ had you on a track till the beats crashed
.. spoke over the phone about incredible
You thought I dish you out is was incredible
I made that sublime to show hate was a crime
I had beef .. at the time
On the phone you said you were fine
Then you shout at me … truthfully rappers got kicked out like …
Was waiting for me all three of us are cool now
Back then it …
Rememeber that .. serious?
That’s when your beef recording became serious
.. took it as a joke .. serious battle
It was even crazy .. everything was going tragically bad
Then I wake up one day saw you are getting punch by your ex
I am glad you ain’t hit her back but you should have shut her ass
.. about Dylan and his momma’s.. you couldn’t see clear
.. was your guardian angel somebody you can pray to
We spoke on the phone .. every beef you ant you’re gonna get it
.. I heard your new song damn they are so deep
They even sound mix .. got love for your shit
.. said what up let’s do some more hits
.. by the way .. wish you get well .. heard this song Pharell
When you get out no more drugs no more ..
This is coming from your brother .. get out get my number from …
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