Fantasia. - Live

Human sacrifice, you can't look at greatness
The beast has awakened, I know god watch over me under these lights
Noches de frio, too many cold nights
Act polite, keep shii sweet like Suge Knight
And I get destructive at night because of you
So I construct raps to keep myself together
Like I said, we don't want backstabs, we want raps
Watch that money collapse
Then relapse into another lap of one hundreds
I know a thing or two about these racks, I keep track
Upon my fist it's black, too much Fwubing sunlight
I had enough of that, Black crab
And I admit, attention is what I lack, but you don't listen
So what's the point of communication when you don't communicate
You just fornicate with the idea of Fanta Asia'
As I create the land of Fantasia
Out the palm of my hand, gods plan
Lays in the palm of my hand, boom her sooner
Napalm, turn the town red, red, red



Credits
Writer(s): Aydin Joshua Matanane
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