Neva Kno

Intalek the God

Too many niggas lost

Losing my head, torch in my palm

I napalm bridge, still get across, body I toss

How we hop, skip, close, I can almost taste it

That or blood, head shaking, it only tighten the cadence so stand aside

I ain't been planet side, blame it on them trees, in my lung might be plant inside

Itching in my bones, plus the air too, the stratus fire

Marrow my arrow, gut feeling my taro, tongue double barrel

How ironic I was stuck in my shell

Bust out that mufucka and I hit buckets no fail, Kentucky pair