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|