Catastrophic topics of apocalypse
From tropics to metropolis
Brothers be praising the obelisk
It’s obvious the ominous requires a bright light to be prominent in the darkness
Only mosaic that matters is the conscious
Awaken minds to the bronze tip
Arrowheads that read glyphs
Scary dreads that breathe spliffs
Realize we still on slave ships
Call the continents
Stay away from the Pontius
Scrawniest with the complex of Adonis and Herodotus
God’s gift is knowing that you’re flawed
Embrace the golden roasted as well as the oldest claw
I folded paws soon as I felt sawed
Scorned hearts morose in awe but can’t hide the scolded nod
A mask with the boldest scars pouring jars of the token god’s tears
Peers pour up the coldest beers and fear nothing when it comes to spears
Aboriginal women teaching me to face the darkest ears
And pierce the jaded hearts with these broken gears
Stuck in reverse from past guilt
I can’t rock with a man who doesn’t stand still
Still tryna rehearse all these damn stilts
My fam kills and by fam I meant fans and guilds of the highest order of brands of skill
I’m transient ill like gypsies filled with Spanish fly mixed with the bonemeal in their oatmeal
I coax wills like most grills that crush coke seals into the throat gills
I broke feels when I smoke stills of negatives against these hope fields
But my dope yields crops of choke kills
Nutritional joe content labeled real
I’m the color of maple ills in the squalor of rape O’Neil
I can’t take those pills, and I won’t wear those heels
But I can flood your mind with rains of a pain that tilts your heart to the side of the maniac’s view like four rooms with pews lined with candles and [?] [?] weaving an image of erratic dooms, blooming primitive tunes until organic is all you spew
I might fall for you if you call me cute until I puke
All the demons in the cyphers I rebuke until they shoot
Speaking with Septuagint flutes in my tombs
Exhume past exhibits
The evidence explicit
Those devils we tricked and remixed them
Elixirs of absinthe type liquors
We lipped down the bitters
Flipped the script that might lift her
Don’t just sit and take a picture
These lines make up fixtures that hold flames and scriptures like those caves by [?]
Excerpts [?] the verse
And birth the bird, had taught the scoff [?] the burning cop but don’t see their coffins lined in cloth
Running from the monsters underneath their plots
Summon heat bangers every time I talk
Heard animals walk on rocks and pop locks when a cop drops another soldier
No, it’s not something I'm just supposed to get over
Yehova birthed me in a nova
Three crack dealers worked her over with baking soda
Follow the brightest star in the park and there you are
Panhandling in a jar
You got a Benz, I got a [?]
But I must get a musket if I wanna thrust jets into the next motherfucker tryna touch it without permission slips
I’m less than quick but not dumb enough to start some shit
Smart only makes waves if you’re in a bitch, you’re in a tiff
Your only angle is to get out of it
No proud that I’m the loudest girl with cold brains and a soul veins, lo mein in a Coltrane and propane in her lobes, man
I fold cranes when I’m lonesome
Send kites to the wholesome, tell ‘em to feed the homeless and heed advice from the man who don’t rush, takes his time in the moment and grows up, knowing that the torment eventually blows up if we don’t nurture both sides of hands we’ve been dealt
See men felt the wrath of Cthulhu’s belt
[?] smelted into guru’s realm
I melt film with soap bubbles, spice and erotic throat guzzles ’til the befuddled grope, cuddle in their [?] puddles of filth, dancing and fucking at will, reading the journals of John Smith, covered in peanut butter on an anthill
God’s watching us with a magnifying glass and a staunch will ’til Old Testament burn us like Sodom’s hills
Fill crow with sulfur, radioactive spills
Have Cain stalk the earth ’til he found his fill of hookers and dirty fingers
My murky lingers, drowning the lotus, floating on a balance beam that can’t even hold us
Papyrus with canvas reams and savage dreams, schemes, streams of cream, beings mean with teams of fiends
Breed genes with toxic spleens if they don’t wash them greens
I watch them scream, but this is my only release
Have the nurse call on the priestess if they bothering me
While the first words is [?] peace
Stop following beast and carve your own path and wallow and weep
The hollowest peeps judging the scholar in me
Like a one woman army, I’m all I can be
