wrath cascades as the lamp flickers
staring down at the flames, we're cast inward
consumed in it's vast innards, came together
like zippers 'n craft sissors..
mad glitter 'n fat strippers, wetbacks 'n grass clippers
we all left in here now, every last sinner
since God had the map figured, 'n twisted the granite up
went from cavemen to kids on a transit bus
now our lives are endangered as panda cubs
you come'n step in my lane ima slam you couz
dissapearing in clouds of organic buds
once i leave ya mind blown to volcanic dust
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