[Junoflo]
From the moment that I'd never forget, spirits is swayed
As I'm stepping out the benzo and the lyrics is played
I was like 8, 9, 10, 4'11 don't remember
I developed a rhyme style that's colder than December
So I shivered, the ba** lines making me quiver
I'm taking out emcees but steady aiming to deliver
With my pivot foot I'm riveting
Growing never inhibiting
The 'Matic' on the 'Ill', the golden era I'm revisiting (yes!)
The pen & the pad relieving my stress
And I guess you need a janitor to clean up my mess
Your best bet it wasn't mine, yo I hate to confess
But until I'm deeper than dirt I stay speaking my chest, so
As I began to wrestle, I'm merely a vessel
You barking up the wrong tree so give it a rest, ho
I'm blessed yo, the second that the kick and a snare
Hit my drums so I'm flowing like the flick of her hair
One what?
[Chorus]
One love (x4)
Yo, one what?
One love (x4)
Love
[Apaullo]
They call for me, rest in peace,
A gang of bulls angry, and I stampede
It's me stinging at your ears, abumble of bees
Hip hop ain't stopping and in fact
k**ing the fakers who lack cuz I've been practicing that
Since I was a young'n thundering sick beat, lyrics all me
Criticisms can't catch those crutches are mad weak
Not even on peak, plant seeds and let it seize
Let it cease to quiet everybody's restless needs
So, here is the recipe, a fat ba** sampled melodies
And acapella too a nice hook some jabs too smart to infuse
I refuse to be the product of Prada, Louis Vuitton, or the drama
Saving that for your baby's mama
In honor of how smarter you ought to be, because hip hop is my road
My words are an odyssey, so honestly if you're speaking the key is
Be honest please and if you gotta preach it ought to be
One love
[Chorus]
One love (x4)
Yo, one what?
One love (x4)
Love
[Junoflo]
Yo cus you the love of my life, I got it right
Best believe I keep it sharper than the end of a knife
[Apaullo]
And if I fight I'm entitled to whatever I like
Exahling straight from windpipes
I'm doing every night (uh)
[Junoflo]
Say word, so I'm stepping into the eye of the storm
Perfecting my style and mastering every form
[Apaullo]
Every norm I handle, I dismantle
Waxing up these flows lighting it up like it's a candle
If you want more
[Junoflo]
Attacking with the power to rap, son
But power need the money so I'm speaking in Jacksons
Dividing from the whole, homie call it a fraction
Understanding what I'm saying? or should I bust out the captions
[Apaullo]
Reactions from crowds rising to their feet
Applauding loudly as I be priming intellectual techniques
If more is what you want, limited availability
Then quality is given over quantity
One love