Chosen Ones

Yeah
It's time
Time's up
Heres what I'm made of
I'm show em a little love
Here I come
This is my, my

My passion wakes up
I ain't even done just let me sum it up
This is automatic when I'm kickin up dust
Got a tec to bust
I let it out and then I let it go for once
Like the chosen ones, Like the chosen ones
I'm a poet all at once

Chosen one ion even try to do it lest it can’t be done
Only what you can’t be is what my camp become, a lamp, be-cun(beacon) be one,
It can't be fun, but I'm imploring men, important shit, offin off em extortionist
Cowardices abortin em, callousness exporting it, passion shit supportin it
Fighting the fight like Cassius, like flash is, faster than all of them
I'm the one that they call to win, no fascist shit importing exploring trends, with important friends
Offer all em a costless gift, get em in one accord, til we corded don’t be cordless kit
A child of the King, I'm the umbilical cord to him, til all them resound a champion sound sound the accordion
I found ground, tie the unbound down, to get born again,  warning them of the beast i release the final warning

"I'm the Chosen One my passion wakes me up!"