L’Impératrice

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Introducing his royal flyness The classic with passion of something drastic of spoken highness Where love prevails in closed spaces of dungeon tales Dippin' into the well of core vibrance Reaching the youth for a catastrophe Proud to be a humble king of her majesty A form of love that can't lose To special inherited crown jewels Wars won in the soul is where the battle be Let the people speak now Get the message across seas now To say the messenger packin' heat now Warmin' up the soul of the masses We speak melodic classes From verses of the book on how to get down Show your rhyme With the essence of something holy-like Touching the soul, body and the mind To manifest the image of a vivid astounding beautiful empress Words to abide to with some pride Show your rhyme Yeah All hail the kingdom of the groove Good folks and good tunes Ain't scared to move, have a ball is what I dare to do Heating up like cooked food (bis) Rise and fall, back and forth Drawing young, feeling much of free Touch to be as much as I can feel [?] still, the rest of me to be is much
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- L’Impératrice