Packet Loss Lyrics

Say loss backwards, it's sol

Back to the mic pole to heal my soul

Not in sold out shows but on tracks like soles

That was a runner bar

Not to be confused with a gunner bar

I got those too don't doubt

But if you do then smoke on my SIG if your attitude Sauer

Face it, I'm coming up like a flower

From the east like John Smith but I know the Wesson power

Hecklers don't ask me for Koch cause I can do better

Keep the streets clean like V for Vendetta

Float like a butterfly or get stung by a b for Beretta

Bust down, make people move like David Guetta

Move

Loaded up enough metal jackets to fill a department store

Had to question what I was doing it for

Now the only metal I touch are my car keys

Gun blasts cut deep, let it be like McCartney

Now I don't like to waste my time

Like I don't like to waste a rhyme

No

I don't want to take a second off

I got to keep my brain involved

Yeah

I closed the book on a violent chapter

Fighting harder for my life in the peace that came after

But you can't punch with fingers crossed

And I can't afford no packet loss

I Keep my bars thick like hostess

Can't leave a space for the roaches

Or they stick like post-its

Clean thinking

Clean speaking

Dream living

Use the time given

Leave no souls unforgiven

Bottle tipping

Head spinning

Devil grinning

Feel the cold taking over as I head into the weekend

These are 2 different paths I tread

Can't seem to squeeze one and leave the other one dead

I just know it helps if I keep my hands busy

But the bottle on the shelf if my plans iffy

I lay low on the couch with a jar of jiffy

When I try to relax that's when my past find me

Guess that's paying for taxes that I fought for when Uncle Sam signed me

Never thought pride and regret would coexist in me

Still I sit on a cloud counting blessings

Looking to God

Asking what the next test is

Now I don't like to waste my time

Like I don't like to waste a rhyme

No

I don't want to take a second off

I got to keep my brain involved

Yeah

I closed the book on a violent chapter

Fighting harder for my life in the peace that came after

But you can't punch with fingers crossed

And I can't afford no packet loss