Never thought i would make it
To the end of whats a beautiful journey
Laid it out without the preverbal roof burning
A bit concerning
Some event weren't discerning
But life is a malton pot i hope to keep turning
Divert eyes
Looking for the maximum surprise
With a factual disguise of an actual enigma
Lost in a new bounce world of fake charisma
Marked as an old sound with underground agendas
Compound the fragments and push away offenders
On a roll not a bender
The line transcend
With the for site to burn minds with mere cinders
Serve it to your raw like cuticle wood splinters
It's all manifested in the method of speech
Laying down the rhythm to an incredible beat
Arms feet legs agree
Do it for the reason of rocking you till you see
It's all manifested in the method of speech
Laying down the rhythm to an incredible beat
Arms feet legs agree
Do it for the reason of rocking you till you see