Parkdale Cartel Freestyle II - Sean Leon

I tried, I tried, I tried

I hope you know before I leave

I tried, let my tombstone read

Let my tombstone read I tried

Let it read I tried

Before I leave, before I leave

I bleed, I cry

You can’t come with me this time!

(hehehe)

Winter time going

I been gone, been going in

That’s Sean, just knowing him

He’s not to go against

I thought I made it clear, guess not

Best not mention the man, let’s not

A desk job I don’t attend

No boss, no punching-in

But punchlines puncture ribs

And pump blood through the skin

I stop, but now or then

I hop up off the block

And pop up with my friends (yeah, yeah)

Xylo countin' hunnids, one, two

Daddy hit her momma and her auntie too

Black Sheep army, we armed, be cool

She get half, I got a baby with her

I don’t get mad, I hit the babysitter

I took no naps, I made it stack then

I flip that stack and had to laugh this out