Young Soul - God Flow light that shit up like haracane smoke that shit like its parallel royce rolls umbrellas when im switchin lanes on a pathway speed crossing 999 im speeding after peter he got that spider rollin dices spider naevus he on a Mercedes he chinese his whole drip is in the 90 my whole drip too hard like 5.2 2 hard i dont fight niggas coz all you gon do is litter my drip too lit its on a whole new other level and i dont want to get bit stand beside my pathway or join inside on my whole boque forget your boo next thing she gon hate is you breathing through a blizzard like feelin this im villainous it feels like a angelic microscopic disease that puts your whole shit to ease hoppin on a ride luis well be my guest i dont give a fuck about chess but i guess im good infact gotta step out the act and crack open the shell being blessed with the power of god speed now im rymin too fast your flow cant surpass you forgot your pass well im blowin too fast im casting you out your own theter i cant see you cast aside like casper you bastard