My Style - ft. Harry Potter
Odds in my favour but even weren't mine. Balls in the court but not in time. I gotta mark on my forehead, It's just a line. I gotta fight voldemort, I gotta shine. Whether its six in the morning, Or dark at nine. I gotta fight it up 'Cause I'm divine. One way word and one rap line, Looks like a salt rock in the fleet of starline. I gotta plans o my own, He wants to break that chime. I gotta hands on wand and chills on my spine. I got classes to attend, Yeah few online ! There's a lot to bite, To fight a crime. And a lot of gaming to fly the kite. I gotta to fight the world, Its My style.