Greetings... I embrace y'all with napalm
Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone
Live and loud!
Worst enemies want to be my best friends
Best friends want to be enemies, like that's what's in
But I don't give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den
Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in
Book one, strategy, tactics, techniques.. Uh!!!!
Breath it in and breath it out
And pass it on it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're, high above but, on the floor
It's not a habit it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on, the other side
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
