On your bed, days ago, rested soul I'm all around you. On your knees dropped a kiss perfect place I thought I loved you I never want to be old! CHORUS
I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hiphop was originated Fitted like pieces
it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction Magnetized by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, just stuck
sound amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made An' thought of 'cause it?s sort of an addiction Magnetized by the mixin' Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, you?re stuck
sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and Thought of Cuz it's sort of an addiction, Magnetized by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck