Beats like this and I fly high to abyss I've got this God's kiss cause I'm in a deal, Lipsey In a deep sea. Now it's an old tradition Sis, it's my golden mission I whish about amiss Rapping on bis, feeling bliss Put on these white T- Shirts And things I deeply breathe like brave lion Richard i see my aim, reach it having time to reminisce bass pierces melodies beaming a peace can you see my wise rhyme issue something sublime i put a puzzle from pieces composing line after line i can't sleep till it shines then i gotta feel fine God gave me a sign And I met the right nine Act according to my state Never listen to mind And my son asked why All the nights I still grind Thanks to all the beats I prepossess myself Thanks to all the beats I can express myself