Not some first tries
These were the last line’s
That the master wrote
After he had lost all hope
The sun came in
He didn’t grab ahold
of the pen
Momentary was his rem
In his dream
Fashion stating
Yes of course
In the beginning
I wasn’t too original
In the next inning
I was fucking winning
Hitting batting
Averaging
Up there were my
Percentage’s
Turning pages like mad
How many hours passed
Nobody know
Then something happened to my ability
To go
From the beginning to the end
I was caught in the whirlpool like hurricane
Thunder Wind
Thunder Wind
Yeah
Caught in the maze of mind
YEAH YEAH
It was impossible to finish that rhyme
Let alone the sentence i had start
My progress on the halt
Or so i thought
Really i was learning
To work smart
Work smart
My progress on the halt
Work smart
Following my heart
Work smart
Work smart
No outside guidance
Willing to figure that one out
Pay the price put in the time
That’s just natural
Just natural
Inklings of talent
Water that
Not just letting it sit in the attic man
Say goodbye to the boogye man
My boogie comes from Finland
And this swing
Apply it on their hips and cast a ring
Not some fire though
Flaming that shit like you are hottest stuff
That has ever hit the microphone
Then apply some sauce on top of that
Voila
We got a hit maker
From Finland
Finland
Finland
Not some first tries
These were the last line’s
That the master wrote
After he had lost all hope
The sun came in
He grabbed ahold
of the pen
Momentary was his rem
And In his dream
He decided that
I will never give up until i’ve become a millionaire
And that’s it
The story
Of Truth Detective