The Dark Tower
(some strange fuckin intro)
(in a wierd voice)
hook: i would like to talk to you tonight,
you see i am a guide from another galaxy in time,
and if you sprinkle what i give you over your golden eyes,
then you will lift up and rise above, and fly the night sky.
Eso:
i grew wings, yo' i grew wings within a matter of minutes,
the rainbow feathered mad hatter of lyrics,
trying to find freedom and manage a buisiness,
serching for sunlight, trapped in a blizzard,
it's like dungens and dragons with emcee esher eyes,
dance in my dust storm, rent free enterprise,
so let my emphasise the fact,
that i'm a jet lee chess piece bending rhymes back,
to there original position,
so every track is an imperial dominion,
i kick flip words in a cancun cottage,
and ride my flying fox over a bamboo forrest,
now thats enjoying the high,
straight from the mouth of a boy who can fly,
you can't hold me back or these housing tenements,
cause were ready and heavy like a thousand elephants,
so welcome everybody to my caravan of courage,
the aussie jack sparrow, not a parrot talking rubbish,
on my way back from the degabah system,
writing rhymes to my heavy hearts rhythm,
listen and chase