I'm breathin' out, breathin' in
Come on gimme the beat and I am back in the ring
Forget all da trouble, any f*ckin' bad thing
Disappears, when the music hits straight in my ear
I got no fear of the unwritten future in front of me
It doesn't bother me 'cause my mother is still here
For her I push it farther every minute like there ain't no limit
I won't give in 'til I'm on the top, I promise you, mom - I won't stop
You're kinda muse to me 'cause I wouldn't do what I do
Without you I would be lost like all those other fools
This music shit is my only love, it's not what I learned in school
I learned it all by myself, by my own rules
So screw you
If you think you're better than me
I am on top of the ladder and rock the casbah, I'll beat
The beat up spittin' lyrics, Wanko is da finest
Yes, I am the finalizer, wisely speakin' thanks to my muse
I love that moment, when she walks through my door
My personal muse, baby, all I gotta do is listen to her
She steps so close and whispers right in my ear
It's about time to thank the person, that is always in charge, you
Put your hand my shoulder, as soon as I'm writin' my bars, who
Else could be responsible, who else could be that audible
Who else could be that patient furthermore truly affordable
Would I be able to kick my rhymes without her kiss and touch
The woman in my ear, that, when she's quiet, I miss so much
Listen up to whispers, bringin' bars and flows to mastershows
Calliope, gotta say thank you, you are my soul
This offering is everything I can return
Thinkin' 'bout any other sacrifice, if I die in hell I burn
No lambs, no blood, maybe a virgin
But it is clear that even murdering pretty mermaids would just be cursin' me
Inside of reflection, you're the action, the captain, It's a fact that
Any gift you bring is pimpin' texts and
Lyrical orgasm, based on physical word passion
Thank you so much, for all that bars and stuff, no further questions
I love that moment, when she walks through my door
My personal muse, baby, all I gotta do is listen to her
She steps so close and whispers right in my ear
Calliope spoke to me last night
She asked me, with light in her eyes
"What if our real lives begin when we fall asleep?"
I didn't answer
Because sometimes beauty leaves one speechless and in awe
But I smiled
And as she moved throughout the room
I felt a sense of wonder
Thank you, Calliope