InverXion - Overdose

Chorus:

Overdose, Overdose you;
With logic rhymes;
All my flows hit your dome like chronic high;
On your toes when I overflow for fourty nights;
In the jungle of the unknown I am fortified;

Verse One:

I see in;
Side of the deep end;
That I feed in;
Serene peace within;
Marines breath it in;
Tuberculosis coughing nicotine;
Over dosage of the lin;
Poisonous food canned in tin;
Your heart is the root of sin;
It pears like a point of pin;
Wipe the tears of your next of kin;
Ghost face like Annabelle, with the grin;
Jonny Bravo, with the chin;
Jonny Test, with the twins;
Cape great white with the fin;
A chariot of fire with the win;
Coz in Christ, We are in;
Look at the moon and see my print;
I see the future without a flinch;
Steaming ice for Willy lynch;
Old crimes with a bad stench;
I'm healing the air from all pollution;
I am Malaki with the solution;
I televise the revolution;
1080 with my resolution;
Revelations to all confusion;
Wisdom automated when I am choosing;
7 Motivated Wednesday to Tuesday;
My programmes are 360 looping;
It's Wolf season when my dogs are snooping;

Verse Two:

All of my dragons are flying with me, we huffin and puffin again;
There is smoke in the air, we are riding the clouds, they friction and start to rain;
Flooding the rivers, reflecting on mirrors, we washing off all their pain;
I touch and deliver, they tremble and quiver, It's slavery snapping of chains;
This is the love from a hand of a giver, the lost and derailed get sane;
The Son is on speed dial, and rolling with Peter, he is building his people like cranes;
Instruct us and lead us, to breaking their fever, I'm running my meters on lanes;
I'm raising up all of the under achievers to fully engage in the game;
I am sending a sanctified sacred vibration, to all of my nations, to releasing the remnant and patient,
from the spell of being tamed;
Because hell has no name;
So buttheads and beavers are lame;
They got nothing to claim;
They got captured in pictures of frames;
They are selling their souls for fame;
They are killing their brothers like Abel and Kane;
This is a purple and red, blue yellow flame;
And InverXion is to blame;
For his reign on the game;
For the prophet has come, and nothing remains the same;

Verse Three:

A son of God is who I am and my code is Jesus;
I'm not ashamed to call his name to reach out and teach us;
I'm an apostle on the Microphone with the holy ghost on my feature;
I was incubated in holy water as a foetus;
I am the matrix given genius;
My time is current, futuristic and previous;
And the password is the word;

Written by:
Tony Dick

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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