#UGCYPHER2 Verse Of The Day – 3 Card

My father made something out of almost nothing at 25/
Got me feeling like I’m falling behind/
Time, waits for no man so, I gotta pick up the pace/
N make the world do a slow dance, problem is/
Man ain’t quite ready to hold hands/
Take it how you wanna, realism or romance I write it/
Just a conveyor of words, welcome to the verbal slayer’s layer/
I’ve been dying to spit a verse on life/
Strike, crack a bottle & smile/
Like a senior citizen boy I been at it a while/
I seen things that you wouldn’t believe/
Wrote rhymes too ill for any MC to ever conceive. 3!!/
Connect with 3-Card
Facebook: 3-Card
Twitter : @Threecardmusic

Share This


Wordpress (0)
Disqus (0 )