(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Said it's my desire, yes it, Yes it, yes it is, oh yeah,
the guidelines My chest out All relaxed on the I'm so famous,
New York City respects my like Joe Namath And I protect my like your anus In prison don't hear me, y'all don't listen just wanna shine, y'all just wanna glisten
Floss, knowing that the is still missing (Who am I?) I am the pastor Slave to a label but I own my
Still get it popping without And Repertoire 'Cause march is a monarch minus the A&R When my brain excels, your train Pop shit, you feel 'The Clipse' like Pharell
You feel me You admire (My) (My) (My) Soul,
Oh, said it's my desire, yes it, (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) it's my desire, yeah
My book is a ovary, the pages I to turn My pen's the penis, when I write the ink's the Desire, the fire that ignites, the torch to This is not rocket science, this to learn
My mic's the when I talk courts adjourned Respect, even if you were ashes you earn I embody antibiotics, you are with germs Rap's fatally ill, please stick to the
Players, pick turns to play, get I color commentate the game like perms This is the moment of truth for my opponents and
is alone invoke the emotion of black choirs Fire, you don't get burned like Rich Pryor back, who's that, there, the live wire
You feel me You admire (My) (My) (My) Soul,
Said, it's my desire, yes it, Yes, my desire, people should fighting My passion, my Yes, my desire, people should keep (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yes, my desire, people should keep (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Yes, my desire, people should fighting (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)