god is purple

[romulox]

Roll with the punches
Even without pack lunches
Roll with the dive
Even if it's on a stage

Take a bow 'cause you the king of
All that shit now
Listen to my advice
Even if it's not called sage

Undulating like a motherfucking
Eel, shit, on some -
Ill shit, we gettin'
Real lit

Groupwise we tight I'm high as a kite
The word has a bite to it
Just ask me I might do it
Make flight to it

Why the frown Charlie Brown?
Here, put on the crown
'Cause you the king of the bay
Go on and show us the way

'Cause you got the mad science
Leaves other folks cryin'
So let me buy you a drink
I insist, and yo i'm buyin'

Get your face get your ten get your hedrite
Get your dendrites filled with energy
Combine the beats and the words, that's synergy
Listen to my liturgy, eat a philly chee, not affilitated see

With anyone but my SF crew it's true
'Cause I got the irreplaceable sauce
it make you soil your drawers
Just listenin'

To this glistening
Different thing I got sizzling
Make your ear drums ringaling
With the soulful sound I'm bringaling