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