Battlefield (feels) intergalactic
Straight Killers
Surrounded by aliens with no sympathy or compassion
Working hard like it's five of me
Currently currency, not like da "Jacksons"
Careful not to get electrocuted from thee electric current static
Streaming thru my veins with unlimited passion
This current interaction, led to this token of love
Extraordinary organic organism spazzin on da solar system
Ridin on da edge of da cliff
Hips sway, givin me fits
Niggaz flows is a myth
Mind is legit!
Mine is a gift!
Mixed wit a curse
A long long time ago
My soul rose n left da earth
Purpose?
I'm still in search!
I'm just freestylin' off of da top
Watchin you cum nice!
Off of da top!
Dis is my medicine bag
Vocals spaz on any beat dat I grab
Foreplay foregone in da lab
Green lantern
Psychological patterns aligned without meaning
Steamin'!
Passively dreamin'
An artist with no canvas
Only traces of genius
Dis L got me leaning
But upright in a crouched circular fetus
My words reach out to da regions
Paul Bethany
A force with my Legion
Cum hard on tracks laying my semen
Datz over da top!
Stallone status
Apparatus da baddest
Most live life with no conscience of action
But every action, has a reaction
Anytime any situation, can flip like a mattress
But just know, light is at da end of da tavern
Lands are baron!
Dreams are wasted if they not protected
Byron, what are we Leftwich?
After I'm gone, they'll understand my message
Overall acceptance doesn't matter, as long as you stand on your blessings
Shine
