Verse1 Danza: Come out and get this rap
Rhythm makes everything going in and out put this dick in da life
Flown out of my car and then back in the next world
Slipping from the side
Groove bugging my only criteria
Flipping tripping out of the story
Vital to the antidote that cures poetry
Clip the gun and drip the blood from the mic and level my creed
Seeding bleeding from the pain and grouch from the pain lane in the diverse
Party over here lack movement and gasp out of air snare by the vibration sounding so loose
Lips to the card and pulled out a ace
Placed in the middle of some hoops
Vision blurry scary of my words
IQ so superb but i even have the flaws to put up with this sh**
Highly slightly politely cutting the rims off the edges
{Hook}
Keep to the head of the crowd loud and louder from the escape
Going in and putting up with this sh** missed from the lane
Grain from the pa**ion and fell out like a dragon
Fire burning my flesh messed up from the test
I put the beat and the rhythm in the game once again
Verse2:Danza
Pleasure by the thought of another party
Quiet please i need to think and put in line
That would be fine with my decision
The ground sounding like fission
Licking the p***y like a cat so bright strained from life
Caught by the space light speed in the b**h*
Jealously b**hes taking me on from the side of leasing
Reason to put the mix thoughts in the prank lank from the incision
Cut off from the oxygen put to mars like the d**h stars
Blast from the ransack put my man sack in the hole of life
Deciding whether too put this mission on the side