The Meet/Attraction:

Looks at his watch, its 10, he finished puttin all his overtime in,
(so) he pack up, walks out lenfant, past the inn, the plaza lobby,
(it's) dim, heads in the station, he use a fare machine (and)
sees a shorty in green, mean, like somethin outta dream
fuck the schemes, cuz goin smack, though he helped by the fact
(that) shorty strugglin for change, he cant help it, he rap
said, "how u doin, could I offer some help?"
she responded, sayin, "nah, (thanks), im good by myself"
he said "miss, I insist (trust,) my motives ain stealth"
[im ginuinely trynna get to know u truly], he felt
said, "ur beauty move me, felt it was my duty to help..
..seein a damnsel in distress, like u ain usually dealt...
..in the cards I see in life," she abliged, (and) smiled twice
sparkles in her eyes bright as the stars up in the skies
they walk on by, gettin to know each other,
thru conversation, no stutter, he end up baggin some rubbers
nah, he dont love her, but a feeling there last
the morning after cast, (cause) he ain leave her in a flash
they smoked a blunt of some hash, well, she hit it twice,
and passed her impecable ass smashed, it hypnotized her fast
(And) so some weeks done passed, found she a freak with class,
but more importantly, she think and bout residual cash,
drama minimally lasts, (and) she uniquely surpass
vastly fathomed, (or) tangible women he'd seen in the past,
present, or future, (the) math (of) his equation she blasts/
was raised religious, so he know thru God, was fate
they'd crossed paths
...and tho its cliche, he sat her down one day juss to say....

Hook:

He said "Aye girl look..."
[God]
"...Made a miracle when he..."
[Made You]

He said "Aye girl look..."
[God]
"...Made a miracle when he..."
[Made You]

He said "Aye girl look.."
[God]
"...Made a miracle when he..."
[Made You]

He said "Aye love look.."
[God]
"...I need that, I need that..."
[Made You]

The Bliss:

So as the minutes and weeks, turn to hrs and months
He growin fond of shorty, not juss cause the figure she flaunts
nor the scent that she wear, her beautiful, natural hair,
no need for make up, its rare, (indeed) the traits he want there
and the same, feelin she share, mrs. a vivrant thing
She make him wanna start a tribe, a ring, he analyzed
the scheme(s), a prize, he deem, a queen, fit to match a king
He be thinkin when strokin, pokin from the back, and she scream
this round the time he think he fallin in love
know its for suckas, but its tough cause shorty pure as a dove
fell out the heavens, above, trynna think of reasons
for easin out (be)fore he get snubbed, cause in his past learned enough
(its) like a riddle, he trynna figure the symbol(s), fiddles a little
hopin to reveal part of the middle, but his shorty doin
all of the right things, she, even inspire him to resume his writing,
a former mic fiend, had advanced focus,
harbored prototypical skills, (that) most who lack purchase
a barely scratched surface, he used to get nervous
thought it a disservice, till he showed her one his verses
seen the look in her eyes, she said, "dont call quits until u try
Cause live, I get the vibe U could be the illest, no jive.
and for real, all it take is heart" he followed that at open mic
spittin a verse, here how it start:


Live Show Verse:

Step to a beast,
u facin death or dishonor, I spit them rounds that pierce ur flesh,
take ur breath, split armor, on the real, no persona
Im somethin like a mad bomba with the fuckin pen,
Lyrically clap, like a tech nine, mac 10
evoke zen when I choke off the smoke toked
dope, erry line spoke, baggin my rhymes with coke,
I triple coat, what I wrote, trynna be the G.O.A.T
masked like a criminal loc, a hammer at ur throat
cause they cant see me, nope, Dmv, my dark city,
Spark like cigar phillys, far from a narc, in part
check the art, in a cypher, spittin darts
decipher this written fire, gettin higher peep the smarts
I kick that, (what), knowedge of self, determination,
chiefin on some kush and haze and sprinkled the hash we blazin
im the afro centric asian, half black, half indo-asian
rap subliminal persuasion, criminalistically amazin
chasin liq with blood of satan, On occasion, when I slay him
mayhem, when I be rockin the mic, I drop a nucleonic strike
fly like mike to new heights, 11s fresh as I write,
eclipse the game (from), out the middle of night
I make it fit, dont give a fuck juss how tight,
Long as my bars is cut right, injected to u thru ur audio pipe
thru which I push, and give it all of my might
hit out the park, fuck a strike, I hit my target on the mark
in dark if within my sight, cause my aim somethin slight
Best cock ur weaponry right, U heard the war report my nigga,
so u know we got stripes, A young nigga, with a veterans soul
Pennin venom, sent in the shells I unload, sent with a flow thats ice cold
This episode, it don't bode well for enemy sprites
Charicatures who mixin fantasy with that of real life
My shit cut you deep as a knife, That razor sharp that end strife
Death or dishonor, come upon ya, Like osama, good night