I never got a chance to tell you
Straight in a person that I dig you
I hardly know you
But I cannot seem to get you
Off my mind
So I'm gon grind and write
Maybe bide my time
Eventually you'll vent with
Me- and then we'll lead these f**ing symphonies
Our vocal roars will cause a ma**ive change within the universe riding on the nimbus piffin scripting our own cuneiform
The old gold hearted
Martial artist is back
But let's just hope that he comes back with mysteries in the SAP/
A sacred cla** of rapmatics
In fact
I'm not sapping
Cause it's only for her vocals
And only for her rap sh**
An advocate of her art and mastery's
Is what I have to be/
Not cause have to be...much cause id rather sheesh/
I'm really in the mood to get my sh** up and not give up cause it's looking really promising I really wanna getcha/ so... let me get me money right and then we'll get a mansion
I'm just camping on the moon until the day that we can Dance..
[Chorus x2]
I really wish to get to know you better
So I can excel and then I'll get to show you better--Views
|the hues are very vibrant|