King jason lamar - Wonderful sh** (Breathe) lyrics

I'm number one, I'm comin' with this wonderful sh** My vocals runnin' and they gunnin' like a son of a b**h From the lungs then it comes up to the tongue and the lips Not to be one of the rich but for fun and for kicks My poetry's poundin', I'm flowin' like fountains I've gotta get the rhythm and rhyme outta my mouth then Change my focus on to the next line, I Arranged and wrote this like I was dead blind, why? Because you can't see the music with your eyes You've gotta listen with your ears and see the music with your mind I can see you've got a pen, I'd like to use it, would you mind? I'm lyrically sick, I've got the flu, I think I'm dying The pen is my antidote The turkish blends in my camel smoke Can make me grin, but I cannot hope That I will die as a victim of addiction I want to be remembered for the rhythm in my diction, b**hes