In what we do, for me and my crew.
Igloo, then stick, a little like glue.
Ignite, we run, we rule, we reign.
It isn't for fame, but my face is in a frame.
Using silly riddles to the point, that it's lame.
Understanding the fact, I live, I rap.
Fighting for my life with eyes like a cat.
Then from Prince to Toad, we continue to grow.
Aligning the load, we exchange for gold.
To and fro, for our mind's sake.
Our enemies die slow, they're stuck on a stake.
Lay low, from them, they lie and then go.
Always and forever, we reach, then tell what's told.
Need help? Visit our Support Group for help from our friendly Admins and members!
Visit The Temple