The hall of chaos
In the hall of the sheepish deadly germs are loose
deep as the seven seas, crews rude as launders pondering/
twisted teas tree feed reads kill needs opposites attracted
track enemies by the death detached by the batches/
I ref in Bethlehem retro grams
saw the Fall of Rome in my mind/
driven ides high tides twin towers blinded
time explosives corrosive elements iron ores
tackling sores gored hell's cage in ways I haven't see before/
expose fums foamed grave yard shift
gifted switch bladed rifted/
uplifted cake eating shifted turns wind scars
swords clash battles last after clashes I slay bait/
weigh capes, cloths and armor that awaits
back turned white-coat washer dragon squashes/
colossal type rights fire fights poor man's hollows
come with the Steven King rhymes when I write/
welcome to the hall of chaos
where I display odds...
check your pieces on the boards
welcome to the hall of chaos
In the hall of Sheepish push through the deepest wound
never round about just samurai traps come back force my hand/
come with the Steven King Rhymes when I write
never down wheel chair bound just hovering over those dominoes
with a prognosis flows are focused laser beam cut emcees stunt/
out the shadows babble with words I travel
carpet market anal avenues moving target/
boom boom bang bang slide cha mind right
seen through the daylight blaze a few at night/
write allot typographical error fire force bearer
St. John's you “Red Storm” coming from Queens, New York
never off the chess board squeeze tight as an Orange/
rope a dope timid quotes dummy up sucker
watch them blush, see the blood rush/
sword thrust, right through sternum
call me “Sheep the Impaler” dethrone Dracula
call me Al U Card you ain't got bars to sink into/
welcome to the hall of chaos
where I display odds...
check your pieces on the boards
welcome to the hall of chaos
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