yeah, I'm clarence...wu't about it though
...twenty years ago u said "we know who you are"
to me, then 2017, u added "the clearance, clarence
we have it" ...u see, all I do is prepare, I do not fear
the skeleton in the closet, a dead man's who u cannot dare
to come at, u have no gonads, all I am is on that
anus of yours, I'd enjoy my retirement, but u know that
for every tresspass u made parading your masquerade
around as-if it is reality, I should have u slaid
u done made yourselves known to me because my soul to keep
u thought u would control through memes, israel told me see
that particular word is a thought program, and those who see
can notice me beating your ass down to wimping woes-is-mies
cop your pleas after-the-fact now, I will not hold your seats
I can knock all of your teeth out, blender decompose your meats
because if I talk civilized, u'd swear to dog it's sweet
no trust, no fund-a-mentals, the funds belong to me...
esau, the wasted life [born 6.69]
...as far as israel, all I see is jamuka's minions trying to
give jakub dominion, the time used to try ditching me
while using me up to shrivel me to prune juice laxative
I give the appearance of looking normal 'til I blast my head
off my clavical, I'm relaxed, no suicidal thought's
surviving my drive to seperate what's mine from what is lost
but if that's what was supposed to be, I'd kill myself for sure
as sure as I was born as esau, a wasted life for sure...
...I tell you what though, GOD knows lucyfer's hiding place
and if israel wanted a truce, after he found my face
was the face of GOD himself, my lower base confronts the snake
known as the supplanter to end all of his awkward waves
he's shivering in the heat, it's all-law he praise, his day in court
spent pleading the fifth, no telling eve shit else once I resort
to cleaning up the scenery from heathenous slabs of pork
any grievances past the point of pleading, that's for sure
[oversensitive-ass immature small hats best mature]
I ain't thinking twice about making sure life exists no more
best to read the fine print, between the lines, and not my thoughts
u thought it safe to hide in my mind and try to bend my thoughts
so lucyfer, this is not your time at all, u tried to stall
your time been short, you are not divine at all, your lies dying off
the second resurrection ain't have a second to learn lesson
number one, before u put me second, I'll flambay your dresses....
you can't protect israel...
...how I put everything in position...now to put everything in perspective...
...how the fear of all-law as myself is no longer in question, so long as I'm living...
...the hog-ties for the ankles and wrists of resistance against my deliverance...
...blasphemy against me is not what I can accept, your deaths'll come instantly...
...whether that's considered thin skin, my life's living on thin ice just over sentences...
...so when I talk u to death, it's no figure of speech, the figures ain't been sent to me...
...after-the-fact u copping pleas to me, I can see how u ain't meant to settle shit...
...the eternal debt is owed to me, including backpay, u ain't won a bet on this...
...I break bread on the biggest swag with the biggest band to back me, I ain't singing shit...
...I'm a' end the jealousy between my m8thers who thought they wanted me as their kid...
...that's the goat, twin israel saying he always wins, but I know he lost without my guidance...
...tugging at my heel, he wanted to be the first born, but nevertheless I'm beyond surviving...
ynw melly [my unc' demons]
...yeah, you woulda' been 62 today had you been alive as my unc'
I heard about a massacre in el paso as I was up
and through baltimore at a crab fest and concert, the wu'ether
increasingly in my favor, it's wu'tever, who get wet up
the protocol breached to reach me's the regular norm' until
a shit face pussy spills his guts 'bout who he is for real
the names and locations of the partyline behind his ill
intent, my confidence builds on israel, the mind is ill
but I'm bigger than that, put a clock on the stand and time will tell
ynw melly, me and you collab, and slime will spill
out of snot boxes, gray mattter knocked out noggins, I feel
you'll never know where I'm coming from until y'all die for real
like I did, a violent death, murder victim, no cries for help
until post mortem, then my bloods called out to God from He'll...
u trying to frame clarence 13X...won't work
...yeah, so jonathan kleck broke down the belluimxnati campaign
how jew got me and my organization 'bout to cast rain
for the bankers' contrived race war, pointing fingers as blame
to hide behind their smokescreen, we ain't pawns within this game
yeah, I know u sifting through my resolute declarations
trying to hijack my 5% nation since u graved me
but still it was as-if the bullets just grazed me, I know why u
keep calling me clarence, but my arrival has no rivals
keep on interfering, gods sounding off, the trumpets blown
your covers blown, your jabber jaws race to put a muzzle on
clarence 13X cannot be framed after u murdered him
and know he's me since I was born in your system to furnace u
where I put u to bed and sit u down there is no furniture
nor hijacking of the gods and earths u thought would serve for u
israel's in the middle of gods wrath to curtain him
should he breathe out another false air to work the nerves of me...
the money goes on my books
...yeah, my energy currently massacring pedigrees of
human waste along the u.s. waistlength, in memory of
abel...the deal been on the table...the bankers banking
on chali con's moves to disengage me...and I'm thankful
for the climate in which I was raised in...south philly mist
always been spilled blood evaporation, these niggas been
hiding bodies in their dossiers, speaking in tongues, the code
is jew needed to give vs the payments, the day unfolds
the bankers had gods saying it's safe here, until they found
the makeshift grave hid up in the safe here, looking for pay
dirt, apparent ole' dirt wasn't safe near where I was at
since he got arrested up in grays ferry, my payne extract-
ed from my same section for heavins sake, things philly would say
getting shot down and left for dead literally, for thinking I'm gay-
briel's host, yeah sure I am, bitches to me been venomous
or victims of lucyfer's jealousy, like there's no ends to this
so only I can make the profit, this non-negotiable
your earths biodegradable remains if remaining non-approachable
is the best I can do considering I know absolute truth
and gods word who I am is perfect, I own absolute routes
brock, I left ya' opiod-induced pops stuck on his dip
all the money to go on my books, or-else happening quick...