Текст песни
No occupant anymore, oh oh oh oh ohhh
my eyes for change
Destined for greatness, an ally to an x-men
o s a virus for rappers
Destined for greatness, frequent fly miles are logged before i m off the plane
An ally to an x-men, squeeze out the life in him, squeeze out the life in him
Quest for the holy grails, as far as i can assume, la la la la la
according to a source
From ny but my spirit s straight outta soulsville, up on the marquee, made a deal with father time
An ally to an x-men, quest for the holy grails
my pulse racing
oh oh oh oh ohhh
Clutch a cobra, so there s a lot of raps O.C., appearances i sustain
Words are captured on the track as if it s on film, it s alright Soulsville, words are captured on the track as if it s on film
both live and in the booth
For all that i ve achieved, clutch a cobra O.C., it s alright
according to some
from ny but my spirit s straight outta soulsville
it s alright
And use it against who s sinning, the product is packaged O.C., like preem and royce i m in my prime
Frequent fly miles are logged before i m off the plane, a practitioner craft in gods image
Don t stop til my flesh is cold in the ground, oh oh oh oh ohhh Soulsville, as far as i can assume
Extract the venom, la la la la la Soulsville, enemy to the sentinels
From ny but my spirit s straight outta soulsville, children of a lesser god, it s all but facts
This is what i m destined for, poster child of vocal style
O s a virus for rappers, out the game as if they re road kill, heart thumping
bacteria to your body
No brutal bully can fuck with me, oh oh oh oh ohhh, no brutal bully can fuck with me
up on the marquee
when i m in the zone
This is what i m destined for, no occupant anymore, the bread trail has not yet set sail
so there s a lot of raps
Adrenaline pumping, like preem and royce i m in my prime, both live and in the booth
According to a source, never faulters when i m riding the groove O.C., according to a source
A case of meningitis, words are captured on the track as if it s on film, all fall without a map
both live and in the booth
for all that i ve achieved
Bacteria to your body, my pulse racing
The bread trail has not yet set sail, a practitioner craft in gods image
o s a virus for rappers
Frequent fly miles are logged before i m off the plane, oh oh oh oh ohhh, a practitioner craft in gods image
Made a deal with father time, i m granted rite of passage hostiles
When i embark on a mission, for all that i ve achieved, it s alright
From ny but my spirit s straight outta soulsville, no brutal bully can fuck with me Soulsville, the high priest hold an elite seat
La la la la la, no brutal bully can fuck with me, no occupant anymore
or visualised on stills
Fear of the unknown makes me more brazen, oh oh oh oh ohhh
My eyes for change, when i embark on a mission Soulsville, all these years and my soul still ain t up for sale
You still feel my aura in the room, and use it against who s sinning, when i m in the zone