Ben Reilly - No Strings: Look Out Below lyrics

Sleep through the rain heat the cold
Ease the lows look out below
Look out below sleep through the rain
Heat the cold ease the lows
Look out below woah

Packed in my room making rapping a thing
Packed with little square footage
And a passionate dream packed in a Buick
Benny prolly in the passenger seat
Pack on repeat but they know to
Never pass it to me packing a piece
Bro told me go and pass it to him
Like oh they jumped who?
That won't happen again aMG the family
Don't be tryna play the middle
Penning parts of life
Sent my mind to sentimental
Your pen is brittle
You a few cats short of a fiddle
Pitiful, bitch the pen sharp
It's what cut my umbilical
Cynical hardly clinical
If you think you can guard me
Feeling like harden
The gentlemen I'm with really godly
Looking like Garvey (Go Brooklyn)
But I'm really from Garvey (Go Brooklyn)
From 14 to 16 niggas was mobbing
(GO Brooklyn) from 16 to 19 lint
(lent) in my pocket (GO Brooklyn)
We could get a cat licked
(catholic) like a father
Should've been doctors
Should've been scholars
Should've never dropped out of college
Should've ran down on buddy when I
Found what his job was
Should've grabbed that same knife and put
It right in his collar
But if I did? I wouldn't be poppin'
My dawg beat a nigga's ass
For juggin' his momma watches
And now he lie dead by the
Hands of his own potna
We knew back then his best
Friend would be a problem
Even said he would get him in
Something he can't get out of (Fuck)

Fuck rest In Peace Daryus Johnson
Burd World

How this whole shit been about birds
And I ain't think to rap about Byrd?
I figure I could start by spreading the word
Cause I don't care to spare the fuck n
Nerves wish him the worst
In fact, ima leave it at that, cause Yana
Hurtin' peep my verbs, look dawg I'm peak
Perfect
Elite purpose, it's a wrap like a Sikh
Turbans
Keep working, we adapt and keep learning
Keep earning, we attack delete vermins
Speak earnest, since they wanna critique
Early
Keep yearning, I been penning since 3: 30
AM, FM, we them, look at how we keep courage
Even if my wings fail, I'm Keith urban!
Charlie!

Sleep through the rain heat the cold
Ease the lows
(That mean I'm defying gravity, by the way)
Look out below look out below (Freelance)
Sleep through the rain (FOURMATIC Shit)
Heat the cold ease the low's
Look out below (Thank you)
Woah (Save)