Body Image
Picture me
Floating away like its some type of levitation
In good spirits
Like a celebration
In your place
Like a invitation
Lifted up like the elevation
Blessed with the revelations
Believing good habits of salvation
Spilling secrets with the people who made it
By the feelings delievered
From a distance
For instance
In a instant
Counted on in a second
Spoken on in a sentence
By breaking the reference
Its The Code to success
Looking back at it
Whos blessed
Blessed Like rocafella and sean john
The Scripts align projects were working on
Thats a relation
Not by definition
Spoken back into existance
Gone and kiss it
Like gravy on a biscuit
Its the gavity on your bussiness
You bless my soul
As the spirit unfolds
It got Caught in traffic
How tragic
Make it do magic
Bust it down do a hat trick
Acting on a expression of courage
Capturing thoughts like a purge
The pictures pour out the reading glass
See how long a hour last
Sifting time like sand
Threw the hour glass
Live your life today
Leave luck in the past
And i cant stick my hand in the bullshit
But I remember more then i forget
Tropical cocktails a lemonaide blend
Details of the story begin
A topical discussion
As the venom molds its shape
To disguise a slate
A garnish gracing the presence of the steak
Its ravishing like a lavish state
Yellin your to late
Step up to the plate
Set a date
A time and place
What a wise decsion
Gone and listen
Tell them youll miss em
Heading straight for the mission
Get a reaction
I Got to match em
I be Jamin
Set up nice
All up on the Mic
Reaching levels of the ceiling
You Summon the soul
Like a chord
Victims of the choir
Or the chorus down under
Gone and tell it
Im Gonna to bless it
With the spirit of soul
Breaking the mold
Try and fold it
Like oraghami
Wrapped up like cutlery
Hard like salami
Baked like ham
Going in on them thats the plan
Like Ram
Open up a can of spam
Clever with the cleaver
Nice with the ice
Freeze the mic
As the word speaks
Were laughing at you
Pionting fingures back at you
My game on point like that new view
A sort of aim when the crew do views
Same as the due paid in full like you knew
Do what you do
Floating away like its some type of levitation
In good spirits
Like a celebration
In your place
Like a invitation
Lifted up like the elevation
Blessed with the revelations
Believing good habits of salvation
Spilling secrets with the people who made it
By the feelings delievered
From a distance
For instance
In a instant
Counted on in a second
Spoken on in a sentence
By breaking the reference
Its The Code to success
Looking back at it
Whos blessed
Blessed Like rocafella and sean john
The Scripts align projects were working on
Thats a relation
Not by definition
Spoken back into existance
Gone and kiss it
Like gravy on a biscuit
Its the gavity on your bussiness
You bless my soul
As the spirit unfolds
It got Caught in traffic
How tragic
Make it do magic
Bust it down do a hat trick
Acting on a expression of courage
Capturing thoughts like a purge
The pictures pour out the reading glass
See how long a hour last
Sifting time like sand
Threw the hour glass
Live your life today
Leave luck in the past
And i cant stick my hand in the bullshit
But I remember more then i forget
Tropical cocktails a lemonaide blend
Details of the story begin
A topical discussion
As the venom molds its shape
To disguise a slate
A garnish gracing the presence of the steak
Its ravishing like a lavish state
Yellin your to late
Step up to the plate
Set a date
A time and place
What a wise decsion
Gone and listen
Tell them youll miss em
Heading straight for the mission
Get a reaction
I Got to match em
I be Jamin
Set up nice
All up on the Mic
Reaching levels of the ceiling
You Summon the soul
Like a chord
Victims of the choir
Or the chorus down under
Gone and tell it
Im Gonna to bless it
With the spirit of soul
Breaking the mold
Try and fold it
Like oraghami
Wrapped up like cutlery
Hard like salami
Baked like ham
Going in on them thats the plan
Like Ram
Open up a can of spam
Clever with the cleaver
Nice with the ice
Freeze the mic
As the word speaks
Were laughing at you
Pionting fingures back at you
My game on point like that new view
A sort of aim when the crew do views
Same as the due paid in full like you knew
Do what you do
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Morono
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