Lyrics God's Son (Freestyle) - Amaru Love

I thought, id never say the L word again
I lo- lo- lo- lo- (from side to side, from mind to mind)
God bless your life, God bless
God bless your life

I'm back in this business and it's getting closer to Christmas
As sweet as a candy cane but I'll be just as vicious
Malicious ambition my mission is to get you in submission
Im wishing that my vision isn't deep in division
I feel like im imprisoned with no efficient-
See im at a loss of words i just wrote half of this verse then tossed
I don't even know what caused this lyrical exhaust
I've been at a pause its cause im suffering from flaws
Applause the miracle maker, we breaking the laws
But i am not a vigilante this shits uncanny I can't even fit in, I call it Apache
Its my motherfuckin' finale so fuck your satisfactory, I'm over here, emptying out the pantry
Yeah I love it where's the fun in it
My pen is back to me, it's power on the beat
Yeah I needed this, better back the fuck up trying to battle me, kill the motherfuckin' peace
A cease and desist the pen just kissed the paper with a form of signature, step to the side
I don't gotta resist, particular twist like testicle torsion it kills the need for an abortion
Another cowardly you, is bound to slow the motion
They not the golden child that smiled the day he knew he's bound to be wild
Way before they had the time to write my name on file
Cope with my style, Laissez-faire fuck with they heads leave my body frame in there
They'll swear they see me clear in they nightmares
Nothin is fair once these cats step in my lair
One leg up and over the knee, hand right in my hair
A lifeless stare, one pair of nike airs