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Rap God Coronation Video (MV)




Performed By: Ava Lithos
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Jean Pierre NGABOYIGIHUGU




Ava Lithos - Rap God Coronation Lyrics




From my wand spells cast automatic
Rap gone, coronation from the boot to the stage
Higher echelon where legends cripple the rage
Echoes in the scrolls ain't turned to a glaze

In this rap realm, I'm the deity emerged from the haze
Got a dictionary in my mind, a lexicon borrowed
Flippin' syntax on his head, no tomorrow
Drummin' epics on a beat, sorrows left hollow

In this pantheon, a human named Miss Calvapolo
Got a dictionary in my mind, a lexicon borrowed
Flippin' syntax on his head, no tomorrow
Drummin' epics on a beat, sorrows left hollow

In this pantheon, a human named Miss Calvapolo
Swift tongue twist, nightly voice spins
Threads weave to a bead tail, step for thin
High priest of the verse, gospel in a bar bin

Sapphires in my temple, converse begin
From my wand, coronation from the boot to the stage
Higher echelon where legends cripple the rage
Echoes in the scrolls ain't turned to a glaze

In this rap realm, I'm the deity emerged from the haze
Tempest from the boot to the stage
Threads weave to a bead tail, step for thin
High priest of the verse, gospel in a bar bin

Sapphires in my temple, converse begin
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From my wand spells cast automatic
Rap gone, coronation from the boot to the stage
Higher echelon where legends cripple the rage
Echoes in the scrolls ain't turned to a glaze

In this rap realm, I'm the deity emerged from the haze
Got a dictionary in my mind, a lexicon borrowed
Flippin' syntax on his head, no tomorrow
Drummin' epics on a beat, sorrows left hollow

In this pantheon, a human named Miss Calvapolo
Got a dictionary in my mind, a lexicon borrowed
Flippin' syntax on his head, no tomorrow
Drummin' epics on a beat, sorrows left hollow

In this pantheon, a human named Miss Calvapolo
Swift tongue twist, nightly voice spins
Threads weave to a bead tail, step for thin
High priest of the verse, gospel in a bar bin

Sapphires in my temple, converse begin
From my wand, coronation from the boot to the stage
Higher echelon where legends cripple the rage
Echoes in the scrolls ain't turned to a glaze

In this rap realm, I'm the deity emerged from the haze
Tempest from the boot to the stage
Threads weave to a bead tail, step for thin
High priest of the verse, gospel in a bar bin

Sapphires in my temple, converse begin
Thanks for watching
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Writer: Jean Pierre NGABOYIGIHUGU
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