I swing and I snuff kids/ who claim they be bringing the ruckus/
lick shots, yeah right, you aint even squeezing a musket/
I swing and I snuff kids/ who claim they be bringing the ruckus/
lick shots, yeah right, you aint even squeezing a musket/
cranium crackers get cha skull crashed like cars are totally wrecked destruction derby
claimming actually aiming for the head of snake taking no breaks for those no longer awake, i got alot at stake more than the stock market can handle before the dow jones crashed/
off minds def dimes treasure primes
deading i ams by how i use hymns in the rhymes that sketched on paper's with a drunk man's blood/
dome reached preached now i skeet all over a beat with bars that have more acidic properties
than all the real estate occupancy than the whole game of monopoly/
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
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doomsday/ I'm prepared, shit I got my shoes laced/
screw face/ Mayans can careless what you say!
2012
fuck the prophecy mayan tablet hipocracy crap
we cause atrosities like puncturing colostomy bags
Don't even try and stop it/ 2012 here comes the Mayan prophet/
when planets aligned, you can try to design and rocket/
then blast ya straight out the cockpit, bussin fools on the canopy
top gun with that duece duece tucked in my goose casually
Gradually become another casualty/Actually its alchemy
Black magics magically/Erase fools not tragically
operate with the right strategy everything becomes a tragedy magically medically marginally operatically contemplate common stratospheres in our logical atmosphere bringing the projects to science occupants making rockets ship outta pocket expenses making living in american another death sentence/
On the cusp, bust buckets rust suckers make them rooted in phernology opperatically coming down from a higher than daffy duck ever felt before/
my metaphors are galore
in ancient wisdom that no upper masonic lodge has seen before
my hydrochloric rhymes acid your face to the raw like skeltor
now watch your remains drip too the floor
serial psychotic drama is what my alter ego is for
my physicality is a trillion men strong to the core
x times 6 the he-man strengh times more
crush the planet ore with the palm of my hands
watch it crumble through my inclosed fingers into grains of sand
if you want too know how the universe expands
then look at a pregnant woman womb to understand
parts of the mechanics of what made man
weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...
-.5Kut
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