Monday, March 23, 2015

An amalgamate
Stuck to masturbate and resuscitate
The master race
Nazi's at their finest
But no bodies buying
Call me legion
An unnatural force of nature
I'm slowly getting greater
The rewards are getting worse
But the taste is getting sweeter
Bodies piling by the meter
Shit is off the scale
As the bulls start to be the feeder
Pass a bowl of the finest
As I watch the world divided
Call me conqueror
 this hymn will be recited
A general to the masses as I amass their opinion
Anarchy's law as we take a bath in sin
Someone step up to bat as I take the first swing
Hit a home run but come in sliding
Catch the pitch, it's a walk
Why? Cause I said so
This bastard's the new master, and he holds your soul
Getting tired of beef but he killed the fucking bull
Blame it on the hormones
Made me rotten to the bone
In the zone, home alone, rooftop room is where I grow
Growing mold, on my dome, and mildew on my skull
As I slowly grow old, do less of what I'm told
I'm on my peter pan shit while you out there robbin
People need a life and I need a coffin
Why you think I smoke so much
Talk so much, crack a dutch
Roll it up and light it
Make it a real tight one
I come as god's son, the descendant of power
Slowly getting strong every hour after hour
But the seconds get longer, they become a minute
Wait a minute, I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to wait on me
As I slowly catch up to the front of the pack
Just to get on my knees and break their knee caps
Cause I'm back, but nothing's set ahead
No GPS or bodies filled with lead
Just a flicker of hope, as bright as my lighter
I'm not just a lover, I'm a fighter

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