Tekster: Jonathan Emile. Lover/fighter.

(Verse1)
I got so many verse un-spitten
So much time & Effort written
On the paper pad make the dreams come to happen
Mind peace love thats why I'm rapping
Crafting destiny
Little less Henessy, little less Jewelry
Little more paper in the bank, hit the think tank what to plan next
Check the specs when the Ile City committee connects
Display exquisite maneuvers while dudes is sucking like Hoovers
So visuals in my rhymes that people your tube us
We bring soul music back to consumers
Let the dedication and emotion consume us
I say us cause eI mean it collectively
Cause my time is your time and our time is destiny
And this is the best of me I offer nothing less
I impact spit facts impress progress

(Hook)
Lovers Fighters Fam everybody raise your hands up and say
We all in the struggle
We all in the struggle

(Verse 2)
Hey Yo, I come through stunning like my phaser was set low
More current than hydro
Electric in my flow
Respect it when you check it thats the method that I know
Mindpeacelove records naked bearing its my soul

Canadian Jamaican I'm repping it tight
And it means I'm a rude boy thats polite
And Means I spit fire but the beats is ice
And if your not feeling this your not listening right
Listen in-spite of the rhetoric
I spit it quick and eloquence
I'm african like elephants
I'm packing in the melanin
I'm blacker that the metal that they blasting
The cash in the rapping I do it for a passion
What you thought I am nothing of the sort
I chase dreams like minority report
We blow like champagne when the new years came
Up in In the game with a different frame picturing change saying

(Bridge)
Right Now
We gon rock it keep it on lock and here we go...
Right Now
Stacking paper up in our pockets here we go...
Right Now
Its for my people we don't stop it here we go...
Here we go.
Here we go.
Here we go.