No Fiber

Spitting fire in one Blowing smoke in some Light the indo We lift up Spitting fire in one Blowing smoke in some Light the indo We lift up Summon the angels inside From my angle I try To be a staple like mike Amazing and this ain't my, prime I'm, primed, To lead the masses through my voice It's my choice, turn my word into action like Bronson I'm bombing any beat like Obama, gotta lotta lava noise So don't play with me son, I'm notta toy-out the void I enter, and honor it back like the booth Allergic to the lies, I, only rhyme the truth This is karmic suicide, tie the noose We going from the relative to the absolute, grab your loot Like biggie smalls, and don't let any of y'all stop me in my pursuit for the revenue, check It dude