Emerald Magic
• Written by GioG
indigo
bout to drop that indie gold
Let he who is free of sin cast the first stone
ha please I'm way over my head my thirst gone
gas these critics n cast them off the curb then
curse one and let they head burst after verse one
church done so I'ma head off the space realms
raising off this hell erasing all the hate
resurrecting real spitting plant my bugs and
raid the rest away there's a way to cash a buck
buckle up this a to renegade
these children and snobs and these base heads
wanna battle me ha you're better off
getting buzz in an 8 frame
leave em like mobster who got caught
with his face red face it you're as real
as the monsters in your basement
I'm Mozart in his a game plus the flow of an invasion
with a splash of innovation no escaping from this his cape
i can turn a Christian man into a pagan not a satanist
or turn a living hell into a haven not a haven uh
Don Don Gio stay burying them bastards
killa killa killa with that emerald magic
Don Don Gio a burden to the masses
com com thru with the emerald magic
emerald
ha chil
Step it up you a'int my level
up on cloud nine you looking at the devil
i have what what you never will
will power powder keg and a bag of pebbles
i smack these rebels and pop they vessels
black and whites like piano lesson
streching out like polyester
im the illest ever like richard trenton
this a fine setting for a nice killing
I'm fire spiting like a mac 11
they thought i was kidding
till i killed him and I killed him
I don't knbow what i met him for
only know that these methapors and these similies
got his head blown off like a Molotov
someone order bombs
bout to blow up like isreal
blessing from a kid who is real
im breaking anyy spitta like en key's fail
on lock like like vatican secrets
i wont regress can't defeat us
no no drama just the frenquence
reborn like a phoneix
hit obama up need a veto cuz
Everybody running in a similar direction
I'm a pretty bad kid with really good intentions
I'm wrecking your ship getting rid of the infection
these government pimps (have planted upon you)
Even with a getaway you won't get away
I'm running it straight you're running like a ligament take
an l you won't ever make it in this industry
But even in these streets (Ill manage to conquer)
ill manage conquer conquer conquer
Don Don Giostay burrying them bastart
kila killa killa with that emerald magic
Don Don Gio a burden to the masssa
com com thru with the emerald magic
emerald
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GioG
Member since June 6 2014