from a fire place I was received
hell's mouth I quench it like Gatorade
arts and crafts? ounces only thing I ever made
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from a fire place I was received
hell's mouth I quench it like Gatorade
arts and crafts? ounces only thing I ever made
my lyrical trade, siphons your thoughts, a balancing act on a blade
sabbath honoured on sunday, some day ill crash like a plan on a runway
shotokhan blow apart your arms my flow is similar to Vietnam
you never know what kind cards i'm going to lay on the table/
^unable to predict wether you'll live or die, it's russian roulette
the deadly chamber paints a wall red, you're dead
another lyrical bullet made the blood shed
I actually killed this thread lol
movin threw trees acrobatic, charged from static, electric shock wires transfer when skin prespires, sniper rounds fire from golden barrels atop golden spires
I Hold What No One Desires, Take The Names Of Detectives I've Retired
Undefeated By Man...Had To Turn To A God Of Death To Ruin My Plan
open brainac mind flown through the antartic i spark it like a fire cracker
leave you wigged out from the comedic laugh after the tears, i drink beers/
To be stuck between a rainbow and a rock is all but sweet
Cuz the rock's above my head and the rainbow's below my feet...
enter the Hiram’s key my lodge rivaled in 3
who’s genesis spiraled out of the sea?
Modern god construct raps like a Manson
with cryptic implications wrapped in mystic information
but simple speculation, followed by conversation
manifests a medication for mystery's complication
the dimensions of the universe depicts complex correlations,
such vigour leaving scientists to try and unite segregations,
my mind so untampered emitting rays of sensations,
rymes so biblical they are studied by the ancients,
i leave no mark, but throw my darts so high it scatters like constellations....