Lil ol cocky me

Color me blind and show me the world

You want the money the cars and the girls

But I want the rage that comes with the passion

The infinity that comes from the intimacy

As we create sweet symphony

That will have them thinking bach the second

Bloody pain killed so the lamb was slain

Simply put that blood got royal-tay coursing through my veins

So bite me

I can toase the Irone throne

And baby you should see me wear a crown

Because Im second to none

I ain't flawless

Beyond saying im perfect

Refreshing like a glass of water

Hover dam

Sit you self down

Take several seats

Show you who I am

Show my true colors

So you can paint with the wind my brother.


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