I.O.T.M.A. (The Retro Princess) - Anima US & Aster [US]

I've traveled across the land From the arctic ice to the scalding sand I've been following the silhouette I've seen in my dreams, like heaven-sent So far away from home Kept traveling alone I'd run anywhere just to see her once again My Princess of the Sun What happened to the magic lands After these harrowing events For once abandoned by the sun It's gone, and no one knows why! There must be something really wrong How could she disappear for so long And leave us on our own? My path has led me to a weird place That kind that shocks with its dark beauty and grace She walked in slowly, hiding her face The way she sneaked away on one of those days... I still recall that rainy night When they've been beaten by own fright Her sister moans beneath the sun But she is staying strong and calm I bowed to her and placed that heavy crown upon her head To serve her till the end What happened to her royal air? Her mighty form's no longer there It filled us all with faith and hope Seems like her heart is dying! There must be something really wrong She took away her hood and turned I don't recall the last time she was crying!

Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon' pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out (Pipe you out) Think you hittin' home runs till I strike you out Yeah if you wanna be my bitch Don't take no sides (uh uh) If that's yo bitch, what she doing outside? Cold ass whip i'm hoppin' out with a 45 Get yo soul, get it tied You don't want the smoke i'll get you fried Pull up to your block I turn it hot How yo homie die by a thot? (Yeah!) Chop came with a scope Hit that man in his head till I let it go Uh 7.62 bitch I've been a grave digger Run up on me Promise finna pull tha trigger Making money, yeah I'm throwing up these figures Codeine, bitch I'm really a dreamer OD put that boy in an arena Holy, yeah my choppa is a singer Hittin' my line, bitch you hear the ringer She taking this dick while I use a finger Choppa on my side bitch I hit him in his femur Made that boy run like he Ricky Shit really 'bouta get sticky Inna fucking club while I'm throwing 50 Gotta a wife but I'm still spending Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out Yeah, uh stop that smoke bitch Like a white girl, I got totes bitch Come on lil hoe bring that throat bitch Yeah fully auto-hittin' with that xen Hittin' yo bitch from the back when she said we was friends (uh) Money different, money different Bad bitches, yeah we steady pimpin' Hella glocks, pick with them extensions You wanna be a fan You just acting like a lil man You did not fall through on the plan Hella gwaup bitch i'm stackin' up on these bands Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out (Pipe you out)