A HIGHLY CREATIVE HIGH CREE NATIVE STRAIGHT STYLING ON YOU SUCKAS!
Lyrics
Hip-Hop Symphonies Beat 18
Verse 1
I write when I feel joy, jot up on the hilroy
I bring the noise, 4real get it from the still void
I'm ill boy, I never needed help
I write from within my infinite self
wisdom and health mean more to me
than b*** es and wealth and all the weed
living in hell don't bother me
I still make it heaven every breath I breathe
every step I weave, I believe it's my Karma
Dharma, the Cosmic Order, I honour
I wander around the town and I wonder
is it really going under like Atlantis in a rumble?
and if it does you know I love you
and I'll never be above you
Allah Love Equally, even the Unknown
(Drum Roll) the son bout to bring it home
the sunset sing along (sing OM)
the King knows and I'll leave it at that.
it's Peace when I rap.
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