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Been living this life
Like The Chronicles of Riddick
I'm, sensitive to light
That's why the dark
Is where I get my shine on
I'm trying to get my

of everything, of everything
A magical chronicle, showing the birth of life
At her court, the Empress of the Sun, giving to each one
The power to evolve

I was born in this jungle
And my first breath was like inhaling a warm soup
Made from aromatic blossoms
My dad lifted me up on that balcony for

clean up the style
Yo, Sally's watch it
You seen the chronicles money
I should know ready to power
Bring me that power
Up at this hour
Touch by flower

catch a hot one
Then I clap back, it's only right I gotta drop one
To all niggas live ya life I'll watch you blossom
Okay now look
A nigga done went broke

We could sit for hours
Tryna force our power
To blossom
Into a message
Of courage
For the passage
Of your climb

As tho we're inclined
To shine glory

with no seasonin’
Truly hated or truly remembered?
Either way, my older music will usually offend ya
From Words Are Weapons to Bad Guy Chronicles
You can

of existence, our spirits blossom
Together we wander, towards the dawn's ray
In the chronicle of life, we forge our way

with no seasonin'
Truly hated or truly remembered?
Either way, my older music will usually offend ya
From Words Are Weapons to Bad Guy Chronicles
You can