Originally Posted by
ChristO
...let us not forget the thread, collective heads forge the grid
ethernal's G., push eternally to be born to live
battle reflection's evil, the number 5's with the eagles
president 44, I force the win, forced to win cerebally
evidence before me, play-dough, mold and shape what-I-say-goes
when lights out and candles lit up, who's holding cake though
what's the matter, I mean, what do it matter? who own the bank though
propel global war from our savings deposits? like, say it ain't so?
I see you pilgrims, devouring my conflict's residue
mimicky-ass bastids, sour, to the mid-east you'll be mildew'ed
shiii, these ain't slow monkeys to a wrench thrown, we some real dudes...