Once up on a time it was a wery sunny day/
i was chillin at home and every thing´s ok/
i poured myself some limonade and went into my room/
switched on a beat and i was lookin for a hook/
fealin real good and i just started rhyming/
i swear that i aint lying/
my hand just started writing/
i was just sittin there i wasent even thinkin/
i could not se clear i could hear my phone ringin/
i tryed to make a move but the the whole room started swingin/ back and forward i just wathced my goin/
i was thinkin fuck it/
my hand i cant stop it/
i could not say a word i was gettin real worried/
could not say a word but thinkin stop it in a hurry/
this shit is scary but tru/
even though i tryed there was nothin that i could do/


“Misda Madnes srtaight outta Green Town”