As Mother Nature Cries, Guns Clap More Times Than The Wings Of Every Dragonfly
You Can't Deny The Signs Of Nigh Are High, More And More People Look To The Heavens
Instead Of The Sky...
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As Mother Nature Cries, Guns Clap More Times Than The Wings Of Every Dragonfly
You Can't Deny The Signs Of Nigh Are High, More And More People Look To The Heavens
Instead Of The Sky...
The reverends steadily lie, I write sublime melodies in rhymes
You'll find me in the future, I'm ahead of my time
causin ripples in history/i spit it super lyrically/live it realistically/infidels wanna get rid of me/really they cant get at me/try to murder me ,live eternally/these niggas cant do shit to me...
I pack meaning, light to a diamonds sheening intervening to drugged out addictions where kids spit their comic book subscription
envision the filth of the slums maminds bleeding thru the eye of ma blunt one time is two time so c-ciphers they punks
Thou shall not kill/what if he’s firing shots at will/intending to shed mo blood than kill bill/tell him wear a tampon words don kill/but he’s thrilling the site with a shady skill/calls himself a god is he really like you/what skill? He can’t even thrill himself n can’t hold a mic too/evil creates idols to mimic my title jahny I’m so proud of you/destroy him… GOD over and out 1 2
Oh and is there really one GOD?/yes my son Modern is the son of Lucifer /but a daughter to bin laden and Lucia/a helz angel crucify him use words blunt down in cipher/ it shall be done his death has begun /my verbal’s will shun evil /GOD there is no equal /the magnum will spit and hit without a gun
Isa showed the meaning of God son/the point is follow the teachings to become ONE/
how modern god Lucifer son huh? / don’t get it confused like some ancient Jews/
became over zealous and missed the clues/ by your loss rhetoric I’m amused/
I'm surrounded around mislead niggas and fools/ survive through this crucifixion
I can never lose/
Happy 420, And Toast Wit The Henny, Bust 2 Shots From The Semi But Theres More Than Demi...
Fo Hundredth And Twentyeth Page.
Biblical scriptures encrypted in three sixes/spiritual angel s descend to decrypt malefic prefixes/genesis to exodus the holy draft blew wit Midas/ beyond the grave heavens worriers exorcised/my hair entwined with that of Moses I’m now fortified/
doves flock and pock the host Modern is horrified/the devil sqaums screams demons harshen the scene/the son moon earth align darkness unfolds/a holy alliance with teeth like lions written and foretold /spirit thirsty demons countless like the stars that shone/
my father righteously blessed the worriers stood from his throne/ a war fitting of biblical chapters would be won/a throne our father promised us land pure as new borns/Modern god the first demon to be purified laid in bones/ its soul ascend to transcend and descend as the light we now prone
Scrolls release secret knowledge of the age
sitting in the dark cave turned rap sage
who knows the absolute truth searching for proof
Jayne you goof the ghostwriter is sitting recluse
below the cathedral roof outside the crusade is loose
Night Templar’s confiscate the Holy Grail in truce
not to battle over belief or religion but the belief
who’s gives the illest writtens I’m even more lethal spitten you keep forgetting
your style is wack tradition wack rap invention wack with wack intention
just all around wack I’ve mention messiah should sign your post ban petition
so shut up and listen my first response wasn’t dissing its a focal point you missing
It was freestyle sprung from my intuition and your name got mention
so change your tampon and stop bitching the period is over time for detention
pragmatic attic mastering in static deny the dogmatic as its erratic even in consistence, we'll all know the answer at the end of this existence
panned apart logical thoughts form in cycles then express like bullets from a fully automatic blow the roof off when my planted darts blossom from basement to attic
My Dark Arts And Black Magic Established
De-Rail Strong Hearts Make 'Em Frail From News Thats Tragic
Fail At Understanding Your Role Reading Dislecsic Script Semantics
lyrical antics are tantric I release what is mantic
I cause panic like Roswell UFO's landed across the earth’s canvas
the crash disc in the sky frisk lay abyss swirl a dust of desert mist
(fucking crazy dart ModernGod)
Clentched Buddha Fist Rip Through Skin Tissue Let The Severence Of Veins Insue
Truth Be Told My Crew Are Cold, Yet Retain Heat Like An Igloo
We Scout Out Our Targets Your Like : "Ah He'll Do"
angels and demons in hell rebel to/ from the six senses the earth sky appears blue/
depict death wen you insense the sain/martians dwell in the mental of pain/
rapture scriptures and scrolls in vein/self proclaimed angels tangle dangle left bloodier than Cain
in the house of flying daggers i shall ensue this art a battle to maim
moving with the force of a frieght train, midnight motionless magestic physician trade
slain with omega and gamma beam rays, lost like a needle in hay, leave your body parts in a different array
Its over for Jayhne the great Rocky of hope
forced your mother deep throat she deep choked
my dick her esophagus grouped XY cell in salvia float
your brother swallowed… Gulp
my rhymes like Columbine dressed in a trench coat
aim ready approach smell the barrel and gun smoke
I do this out of bullying not from a feeling of loss hope
yet still humble and soft spoke with lyrics compressed like lace coke
lol, Let me stop... I’m not going to mess this thread up.
It was fun jahyne to battle with you.
you got some nice material keep bringing your gift to the thread
Peace
pressurized rise I am the sun, half the world takes a break while I'm steady on the run
...I Turn Planets To Crumbs With My Galactus Tongue
I wake up to the moonrise / Stars In My Eyez
Try to hide from me in the dark / That wouldn't be wise...
strung and hung like secret service spies, peer down the looking glass, to find, nothing
except the abyss, im a battleship firing causing your ships to slip under quick
my verses are sick bubonic plague inflict on some 1600 century shit
slave bloody finger tips where cottons picked Nate Turner grip steel fork pit
force a revolution I never forfeit
my fists flash in a torrent, shine longer then flourescent, lookin at the sky to repent
upon my descent you stare into the eyes of the most high, the aura epervescent
taught wise truth since adolescence/ Goddess womb molded spiritual blessings/
destine to learned each lesson manifesting/ life struggles progressing success testing/
so vision what I’m stressing or addressing/ what’s physical love without a mothers protection/
ur Numbers Selected, as u Mutter a Sentence, Under Ya Breath..in Another Second i Come From the Dense Mist, and Direct This Clenched Fist ta In-dent ya Head In with Swift Direct-Hits
Spit with Teck? I tower over Stephen Hawking's intellect
With an 26er of Bacardi White Liquid Death
float on chrystal meth, clouds illuminate,
gods communicate, and i rejuvinate
On my posts I get nothing but kudos
I write goodies for the mobs like Khujo
and i write for the sake of sounding good,
upright exact and exert peace in the hood