DeStorm 20 Voices. Hah, I’m hot enough to sing my own choir . Every-time I touch the mic I make you wanna retire. UUNNGH! Was it the plan, I just wanted to inspire. In the meantime, I build an Empire. My segregated folk down south still love me. My hardcore niggas in the north still love me. My lay back people in the West still love me. Snail mail across the sea’s sayin they love me. I guess I’m doing something right. Ya, by next year I plan to be a millionaire. And take my family anywhere. Just thought I’d put that in the air. Complete Full Text, Written Words, Reader, Lyrics, Song, Words And Text By DeStorm 20 Voices.