typeracer

Flame on, I'm gone. I'm so sweet like a nice bon bon. Came out rapping when I was born, mom said rock it till the break of dawn. Puttin' bodies in motion cause I got the notion. Like Roy Cormier with the coconut lotion. The sound of the music makin' you insane. You can't explain to people this type of mind frame. Like a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape, I'm fine like wine when I start to rap. We need body rockin' not perfection, let me get some action from the back section.