the kiss of the dragon, committed to my anthems
worldwide hustle my mind is my bandwidth
everytime i step out the crib, it's gold rush
influenced by summer solstice but cold crush
plush interior, inferior souls rush
to ya side when you shine till you don't know who to trust
but
deeper than skin deep is instinct
in sync with universal law peep flaws when men speak
it'll guide you out of those valleys and twin peaks
quicker than n***z on ten speeds
believe me
the village cant sleep, the city never rests
eight million tales, most of them hideous
my duty as a griot is spinning them effortless
like charlottes web from a carolinian edifice
i used to be an angel till i broke one of my wings
and stumbled through hell f****n with drunkards and fiends
then destiny beckoned me to reborder my space
and find the balance of trinity within the order of grace...


avoid licking monkey balls and spittin like it if you do.