The Wordshipper
Flow On The Track
[Intro]
Every time I get it like that, Wordship coming up, like that
Every time I get it like that
Wordship, moving up, we on the track

[Verse]
It’s apparent, apparently, I have spent hours upon hours to get this tape ready
Like it was a teenage girl headed to the mall with her family
And she didn’t want to look like she belonged to her family
‘Cause this shit is so unique just like a parasite in need of a new calling
So he decided to consume your soul, just like the words I have been spitting
Flow is never ending, like a chemical equation
In the basement, with a alter of words
That means so much more than a candle, to illuminate all the evil things that are inside of the darkness with inside of me
Sodomy sessions for that money she needed to pay the bills, for her family
So she resulted to selling her body
And now I’m finished with the first beat, time to switch it up easily, but sike
This is just an intermission
Words consume your soul just like a parasite, a mission