Pouya
Olympus
[Verse 1]
Who the coldest and the tightest on the mic that's me
The wildest motherfucker that you ever did see
I pull up to the scene sour cream complexion
Inspecting detecting correcting defection
Injecting your ass with infectious inflection
Collecting reflecting selecting the ratchet
Obtaining attention [?] progression
Playfully planting the perfect perception
Care of perfection [?] retrospection
[?] the projection my mind is my weapon
The next resurrection I'm steadily blessing
Rejecting objections and lack of respect
For the J's
Never making mistakes
No affection for snakes
Yeah I'm cutting the grass like everyday
Then I pump and I puff and I pass [?]
Let the indigo wave
Overflow in your brain
You're a slave to the [?]
But there's hope for escape
Just take what you love and make it your life
Intuition and passion [?]three strikes
At the end of the tunnel's a light
So you gotta keep your eyes fixed
Keep fighting the titans


[Hook]
Hold up now
Who the fuck thinks they're gonna tell me to
Tone it down
See me on the streets with the ting we Blow it down
[?]
Go around
When I'm sitting in the throne with the crown Ima
Hold it down
Who the fuck thinks they're gonna tell me to
Tone it down
See me on the streets with the ting we Blow it down
[?]
Go around
When I'm sitting in the throne with the crown Ima
Hold it down

[Verse 2]
Now I got the whole globe under my hypnosis