Lyrics 11th & Michigan - Jam in the Van, AmirSaysNothing

11th & Michigan

I see shoes in the street
And wonder what’s their story
If I left mine
Would you look behind, try to explore me
I know one day Ill fly high with Carissa
There’s a long road ahead of me
Still lord knows I miss her
I’ll never let her die in vain
I’ll rhyme the pain
Now I know the world knows the motherfucking name
See, iv’e caused destruction from Hollywood to Carolina function
Putting punction into something, saying nothing, that’s saying something
Need nothing, pen, pad, or twitter lines
Salty rappers at me, fuck em, they Spit bitter lines
Newest litter right, It’s killer time
Killa cam
On my own set, dipping with my fam like fuck em, we ain’t playing
(G)uardian click run shit
Big up to the sandlot
Navy fitted caps, Raddy spit ya wig back with lyrics and metaphors
It’s The says nothing family knocking down your friggin' doors
See, fuck ya block up some more
Coastal marble floors
These raps are like gats for sure
Hi power, hollow point jazz riffs on some taz shit
Mental manial devil, fuck a schedule
I’ll raise your entire fucking level
And shit I’m hardly on, that’s Jeanleon
Now What’s good?
Everything bullshit included
This Life hands you a card, better fuckin use it
I used mine, passed away and was born again
Left my old soul on that corner, 11th & Michigan
My shits strinking, just like the grip of a python
J-a-y to the hyphen
Bytes in your ear like Tyson
Vacuum information to my core my like a Dyson
Water giant, king Poseidon with a trident
Lighting fire till they crying
Slug, Guru and Phifer dawg
Young technician writing Scriptures, Gods bathroom floor
I’m louder than ye' yelling
And they just swelling
I get the feeling
Hah i know I’ma sight or two
On the couch with Star jones, I reach out and enlighten you
I frighten who?
Visonaries afraid to speak they’re visions
My flows exciting wisdom
High like Vicodin doing Christians
Hovy told me to earn it, cause at top they’res not plenty
Won’t stop till ones mine
Breakfast, with the God, Angie and Envy
Big up Ebro and Rosenberg
Shoot to Sways universe
You may have dropped before me but I’ll be the one to do it first
Proverb of reverend Muhammad
Young Tillards a prophet, stop it
11th & Michigan (x4)
Long Live Carissa Cole