the qu'ran code pt. 3

[ChristO]

...yeah, well, it can rain men on you all it wants to, like nine eleven
oh one, sky diving outta' buildings to cement, kinda' sickening
me, I preferred israel kept his mouth shut about my business
instead, this pussy coerced eve to indulge consuming sin to
pass on to adam, open a pandora's box and sink in
deep into the knowledge of dissecting shit out of ign'ance
and here we are, vesey and church streets where vs twins rumbled down
to the ground, and later israel told me veci/christ sounds
like the right name for our collaborative efforts, and
we were in a cementary when he thought to mention this
you can call this masonic measurements as evident
I didn't know shit, just a big dummy, but every hint
I picked up one building block at a time, the secrets secrete
and I warned lucyfer's ass "don't sweat" since he was seep-
ing homo-erotic tendencies of his like I'm to keep
that faggoty shit to myself, nope, I'll leave him cleaved
now, if I recall correctly, the button pushed is repeat
he had to readjust his hip to walk straight again from me
well, yeah, so slander my name gay'bree-el to try to turn
the tables, and get washed down with my molten lava sperm
I'm shot the-fuck out for-real how buck shots push out a deer
can I grow a pair? was I ever scared? fuck outta' here
it's not all in your head, you sucking dick's not all it is
to genuflecting to me, and sucker shit's not what I'm here
for just to make it clear as melted sand, once you was close
to sure, but not any more, I seen through your punk approach...