[Verse 1] My body a temple, your lobe is exposed Lazer your mental fade into the glow I get resentful when I'm on the blow Grippin' the handle, give in to the cold Dot-dot-dottin' your eyes and I'm crossing yo street I'm smilin sweet while I kick in yo teeth All I really need are my hands and my feet And reason to make you delete so I'm sellin my...Learn More