fully grown? Solomonic linage whe dem still can't defeat and them coulda never clone My spiritual DNA that print in my soul and I will forever Own Lord
and wranglers, fifth still in the chamber Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's gangsta Pull out-rageous arms from the floor of the basement Then bust 'nuff talons if my
[Music: Lenk, Lyrics: Leven, Lenk] Too many questions runnin' through your head Speaking a language I don't understand Blame me as always with that look
with each other We layed under the cover of friends A place where many lovers began I began, to feel her body shake in my hand Body language, it's so
got sent to the hole, when my exit was near At night in my cell, I'd close my eyes and I'd see her Hold her close in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared
grown? Solomonic linage whe dem still can't defeat and them coulda never clone My spiritual DNA that print in my soul and I will forever Own Lord Sabali
s like a paintin with no color it's-why I attach the words my mind the brush, my life the canvas, the world, the easel combines a perfect picture for people my
wranglers, fifth still in the chamber Shit, I'm scientific but my reflex's gangsta Pull out-rageous arms from the floor of the basement Then bust 'nuff talons if my
I got sent to the hole, when my exit was near At night in my cell, I'd close my eyes and I'd see her Hold her close in my dreams, but when I woke she