Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Low and behold
My plan to eat once was a forked road
Food for thought was my dinner inside my humble abode
Situations were grim now I'm reaping just what I sow
I planned to kill it I did it and
Still I'm keeping my soul
Had the heart of a lion
Once the stars did align I started writing was trying to snatch the belt off of Orion
Now I'm the one who's shining climb up to cloud nine cause they been stalking my steps since they heard That I was a giant
None of ’em can define him he's too defiant
The limit ain't the sky so now I'm flying trying to carve my own space in the stars without dying
And they be lying
Wanna put me back in the box
See I'll escape because there's jack in the box
Rapping my way out the dark
I'm spitting fire like dragons you see the thought is the spark
The verse is flame
This is the art that most people will probably take in vain like its Novacaine
You numb to the lyrics
But when I spit I'm expecting people to feel it like spirits
Hook:
I want you to, bare witness acknowledge and testify
On how I'm turning heads all my demons just exorcised
Bare witness acknowledge and testify
On how I'm turning heads all these demons I've exorcised (x2)
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