as i stare in the distance leaves blowin in the wind.
my mind strays from the path and my lungs lack oxygen.
im lost again, help me flow back on the track.
help me back to the arms where love is never lacked.
where love is abundante, her love? i love it!!
my heart is her track, and guess what... she runs it!
she does shit... to me, packing my lungs so i cant breath.
her vibrante glow makes me stutter so i can speak.
she a beauty so deep, her love tends to creep.
like i do when i take stuff that dont belong to me.
this reality? this destiny? this fantasy threw seldom thoughts?
no, it cant be, it wont be cus she the only love i got.
only love i want, all others are stiffer then pissed rocks.
why would i want then, when me and u can just talk.
just go for walks, chillin, sittin back, smiling and laughin.
i write pieces of art, masterpieces.... that i call rapping.
ur thoughts? a-stounding. ur love? its bounding.
our love together? to high of a number to be counting.
to high of an altitude for drowning we vaster then space.
i can see it in ur face, baby you just wanna find your place.
ive told u where it was... by me, together forever...
one from janurary the other september, together they contenders.
under any weather they walk, one charming one a go getter.
one carrys 2 hearts and the other a 45 berreta.
one a trendsetter, the other follows his own trend.
they make there own groups who have there own friends.
and in the end? they could walk miles by the thousand.
leaving intials in the sand saying Lilly + Calvin...
forever laughin, grabbing each others hand.
this the prophecy of the flaka.. and a legend named lil'scanz
its a trend that cant be broken, jokin is for clowns and comics.
this a bend that got me chokin, dunno what she has, but what ever it is she got it rockin...
im no longer talkin garbage... this girl worrys bout my very soul.
ill write her love songs, and love lyrics and even love poems.
my love is slow. and hers is patient, but i hate waiting...
ill wait for her till the end of time if it ment being hated...
or discrimanated, out-dated and being called un lento.
ppl wouldnt give a fuck either si sienten lo que yo siento.
esta chavalita me tiene loco como un bolo en la calle.
caminando solo sin rencor, dominando todo silence.
her love is like a riot, everybody loves it but they dont no why.
i know i love her cus her love just drives me wild.