Lil Hova - Napalm

It's bittersweet you know
It's like
You can see through the lies
See the world through a different lens
Hear the good news you just can't keep it to yourself
But it can be hard to convey sometimes
So you gotta pick a medium people can vibe with
It's a gift and a curse

Cycling between fantasy and reality
Am I Lil Hova or am I Danny B
Either on to something or he borderline insanity
Keep it PG no profanity or vanity
Trust me when I say much more to life
Feel him lookin down with immortal eyes
Sign Cross Brand get immortalized
Pop off on the jam bet I'm certified
To go beast mode Marshawn on the beat
Whipping golf cart in the driver seat
Swerve so much I swear I'm cheek to cheek
Field to street n I'm singing off key
Shoot might bring a lisp and name a song skittles
Make sure it bop tell ya turn it up a little
In my own sitcom Malcolm in the Middle
Baby Dewey ballin no needa dribble
Cool calling cats out without a whistle
Switching lanes now merging no signal
I ain't blinking eyes peeled staring at ya
Dilated caliber pro graded caliper
Ain't ever jaded when I'm hated ain't a amateur
Excaliber flow commited down to memory
Satan try and take the crown ill expose who he send to me
Ya ain't a uppercase G w no holy palms
Where we sitting before the storm lookin like the calm
Kick the game door down no ding dong
And when I'm on top imma drop napalm

Uhm
You are what you do
Not what you say you do
Ya know
So if you apply yourself
And use your God given talent
Anything is possible
I truly believe that

Written by:
Daniel Beal

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