Magic Affair - Carry On

>Chorus1# Rap2# Rap< A hard day's job, has come and now gone, Step in the room, and what I feel is gloom, Cuz it's empty, noone to greet me. Pain jumps in, only the mirror to meet me. So I sit on back, write my text, Ink flows throught to I flex and plex Not a love letter, only a live getter, Pen after pen, as the paper get wetter, The warrior, lyrical courier, Needs an amazon, and a strong type lover, What's it gonna be, a simp or me "G". Emotconal concept or a technicality, Not new to the game, so what's up? Gimme your heart or else stay apart. And I'll accept one or the other. Princess or not, I'm still the true brother.