Htown stylez flo,
Yeah they wanna know how i do it, rap so fluid,
Running into ya brain,
Copy print version, of *******,
Deeper than Roman,
Charmaine, lovely girl, i used to bang back then,
Back when, i was covered in sin,
Still living,
No jiving, everday saint tryna stay wise and,
Changed my name, but the game the same,
Rerange the letters in Satans,
See the hunting, at the end,
Yo aint no frontin,
Knocking at the door, heavens gates aint got no waits,
Used to be a follower, of the world,
Now i say, **** the world,
Im just living here,
Tryna save souls,
No not showing you christ,
I just dimmed the darkness, now im a candlight,
Attrracted many *** in too **** bright,
Seven signs, with seven mines, invisible hidden times,
Aint no got no numbers,
Used to be in the slumber,
Army jeep hummers,
From every nation, setting America for the situation,
I seen the receipts,
We bankrupt no money for us,
For us, i pay attention to calculus, trust,
Only in self and some family, aint good for ya health,
But im just vibing the song,
Follow the words,
So you can feel the words along,
Perfec harmony,
Matching the crys, of Hathaway,
Im feelin' like Penny, no magic,
But i gotta take the hard way,
No matter what they say,
The **** gets harder everyday,
