Our hero as a boy craftin words so many lines, but he keeps em inside protects em he’s shy. He jots them down but sing em He has no crowd. He holds them all in until when? let’s jump on this flow and go now:
ain’t out here rapping for dollars my music is Spiritual, a gift sent from heaven. Truly a Miracle, don’t get me wrong. I ain’t a rapper I cherish words Im so Lyrical, started rhyming from the Bible flowing so Biblical, moved on to poems for ladies the emotion on paper Sensual, its fun to entertain you with songs that are Fictional, but if I’m the mood some these word shootin thru your skull, promoted to dictator my reign starts off Tyrannical, had problems so I studied got down to the nuts and bolts, learned the Mechanical, drowned out the devil king Ginger is here goody by his side and they revel goody and KG together perfecting the Push and pull
King ginger appears with the greatness
Helping shy who only turn page with hair burning rages like talking with both God and Satan we dont die no he saves us teaches flight joins the fight by our side opens eyes shows it’s us from the line just had to find him inside.
Like a pendulum swingin from light into shadowy mystery, those that would fight me can research my history. see im both wrong and right won’t know how to get to me won’t know how I’ll fight that night til theyre smacked in the teeth. I’ll take the champ belt home to their wife clap her in the cheeks. Blow her back out leave her straight smiling Fact is sometimes I’m an angel fighting the heathens and others the red devil a fiery demon. Don’t watch what I do theres no rhyme or no reason only 1 knows the secret.
Not driven by money Ill find some on the way not driven by power from what I know and say and as hard as it is to express, I’m not driven by love that’s a small few and they know for them there’s passion organic it grows Sometimes little things slip thru cracks in my armor Then sit there and grow like baby to a mama. so go on and judge me but we don’t think the same I might not smell the flowers or dance in the rain. I’ll be there when I’m needed fireman to a flame.
King ginger appears with the greatness
Helping shy who only turn page with hair burning rages like talking with both God and Satan we dont die no he saves us teaches flight joins the fight by our side opens eyes shows it’s us from the line just had to find him inside.
This is one of those flow just for the artist. they won’t look and say I’m the hardest they won’t look and say I’m the smartest. The number of plays won’t be the largest, but in a way this one reaches the farthest. Sometimes the best flows don’t rattle the cage don’t stomp on the floor aren’t firing with rage it’s just a flow sent down from above. I don’t care if you like it. It’s mine go get fucked.
GoodyLife THE GREATNESS BABY! A lil remix…song from the past that meant a lot but got a pass, well now it’s got a future….Goody sees thru ya…
NeuronMystical
