Apart from the world I will not love it
But I'll get along with all my buddys
She's like my glock
Please dont cross that line
Metals all I know homie metals all I got
I'm swell with the rumors
I'm swell with the Cops
I've been in that hotzone
and I twist their minds into mofockin knots
It's amazing I'm even still alive
It sure is crazy Babys still sticking by side
She likes my style, she's really digging my vibe
I'm blessed by the Best and I'm coming in his power
Some think its majic nah they just be messing with a Master
My energies my treasures,
My Power extends into the universal resivoirs
Capacities your mind cant measure
Im hot as Djins rise from the desert
Cold when it comes to giving my enemies pleasure
Sit still as I hit you with a brick of gold thats this birds feathers
Like simease twins they survived the surgery they survived the weather
but still sometimes they like to get their heads together
Categories:
hotzone, april,
Form: Crystalline