"i could slit your wrists with easy temperance."
my soul.. was torn since god cursed at me when i became dismissive..
i was told by him that leaders were never submissive.
so i cursed him with tongues that mortals never could learn to speak.
i grabbed his son and cut his forehead with his crown/wreath,
drank the holy communion until his veigns run dry,
stepped on archangels door steps and played nicky nine doors,
treated the virgin mary like a whore,
and spit at god once more.
That's when my tears rolled down my cheeks,
i felt weak, and insincere.. i cried
because i was lost to him
since the rebirth,
my creator had never understood what i was dealing with.
Fuck this shit!
i bit my lip and stood back up again
and hit him with my iron fist in the middle of his chest
during which, i felt the century collapse under the wrath of the heavens.
He spoke a thousand words that cursed my spiritual essence.
My skin. My soul. My mind.
Ripped through with one motion
"the trilogy shall become one, the darkness shall cover the sun,
but never forget that you remain forsaken"
and that was it.
I woke up from my dream in a pile of shit,
my living coverred in used pizza boxxes
with my tv congratulating olympians..
think it meant somethin blak??

Blak:
your bleeding
in your palms your face placed in needing
chasing to hold what ya folks
told you was there but unseen
thought trivial but...
but gotdayum
is this what it means to be a man in this day and age
owned up to ones own weaknesses
try to rise above it all
but forever fall by the waist side
aight...breath
chill with that
defemation of the big man up top
though understandable
cant find a line to rhyme
right there,boss
f'real...i'm dead up
you fucked my head up
scoot over shit,damn you finished all the damn pizza
ayo...where Poppa Gullie at

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Poppin Grosch in the kitchen
Preparing Grub this sitch I'm fixin
Stigmatized done spat in god's eyes wild
freaking Prophetic Grim
don't jump in the water if you can't swim
Drown in red wine of bloody jesus
or bloody maries and reces peices
your plain out gluttony done gave
you a taste of afterlife
So don't take that shit trife
You one angry mutha
Taking on the creator like that
appreciate your world while you still got that
Cause Gods can take that away
easier than they create
they do it for play trust me
life shattering things happen in instants
months or years
life's eternal dance
can realize our worst fears
but damb Wild right now! Right now it's time for beers!

Yeah cheers to that, pouring alchohol over my fears
the sounds of bottles clashing together so i dont remember the sound of the tears
dripping down mary's face
when i disgraced the kingdoms image..
but shit, i wildout, no turning back
im past the line of scrimmage..
feeling like, my dream betrayed me worse then any sin committed..
but amidst my inner sadness im sitting here, evil grinnin
what a fucked up dream that was tho mang..
with my feet up on the table, i converse wit two kings..