Lyrics:

What I’m spitting is the fire, lighting pants on all the liars
A desire to inspire, peeling out of prior tires
Acquiring a choir like a frier or a sire
I am a supplier and aspire to fly higher
Never will expire Mojo flows and never tires
I stay writing like a squire, juicing up like Mark McGwire
Call me Big Mac you might get a heart attack
Cerebellum couldn’t tell em that my raps are fat as stacks
Located in the bureau, exchange it like a Euro 
Fry em up just like a churro with the ice cream call me dorrough
Rhymes flowing through my neuro-logical and always thorough
Down the rabbit hole I burrow raising hell I am inferno
Pick me to deliver, sending shivers to your liver
Like a bottle of 100 proof flowing as a river 
So intoxicating-never waiting I’m sedating
Praying that I’m saving those who would be misbehaving
Lay me to rest so now i’m in my haven
Ability to see it all like the three eyed raven

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Written and performed by Mojo Flows
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https://www.youtube.com/@mojo_flows

Beat produced by GandalfTheBlack

Inferno (prod. GaldalfTheBlack)

Mojo Flows