L'impératrice

Ducing his royal flyness The classic with the passion of something drastic of spoken highness Where love prevails in closed spaces of donjons tales Depending to the well of core vibrance Reaching the youth for a catastrophe Proud to be a humble king of her majesty A former love that can't loose To special inherited crown jewels Wars worn in the soul is where the battle'll be Let the people speak now Get the message across seas now To say the messenger pack and hit 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 astonishing beautiful empress Worthy to abide to with some pride Show your rhyme Yeah All hail the kingdom of the groove With 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 a young feeling much to free Touch to be as much as I can feel Still the rest of me to be is much