Shit I put together on my boy Warcloud's beat....rough draft to see how things sound.
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Lyrics
LYRICS
My mother's bastard swings bloody hatchets/ family crest sewn on patches in golden fabrics
Rebirth of 1 soul happens in caskets/ My morality sags like harlots with flat tits
The web of Charlotte's roamed by cloned arachnids/ who spin the finest silks and spit unknown acid
Lone combatant, I , DieVerse immortal/ shove my snake in wormholes and STRETCH life's portal
I was born to die, the lord in the sky/ fortified Die with the powers of the Force 5
Jaws fly...teeth chatter, shatter and scatter/ Bowels release, as does tear ducts and blatters
Cyanide tip daggers fly at rap actors/ Forget the afterlife, i smash cats to after-matter
My spirit's battered and tattered, it can not be broken/ leaving buildings aflame and charred bodies smoking
You hell's heaven/ my heaven's hell// you fools wreck it/ you serve the devil well
You kill brothers/ you rape mothers// the evil infidels who betray the lord shall be made to suffer
Lucifer's electronic, his energy flows/ through copper tunnels that lead up in every home
Genetic clones, DNA strands untwisted/ God's presence (presents) ain't appreciated by a man gifted
With the power to hold life and mold death/ Devine plans are impeded by science and old flesh
There's no hope left, darkness consumes humans/ The devil spreads his news at 10, so tune in
Petroleum feuling genocide, weak men with pride/ Destroy lives because they're already dead inside
The devil's bride's are pretty...inside they're demonic/ Hideous creatures wear the bodies of fine harlots
I'm modest, I treat inferior beings equal/ cerebral assassin...mentally bury people
With lethal chants from the book of verbal alchemy/ till i hold Bush's severed head on John Paul's balcony
Swollen retinas show the pain of holy settlers/ Who called Earth home after the supernova left us
A species without a home, the galaxy's hobos/ swollen toes, we spoke prose, knowledge exposed
Words composed...spoken on drum-rolls/ it was the way of Gods long before KRS-1 shows
My lungs holds the reminants of alien sediments/ and chemicals inhaled on the star J-76
Beheadding chicks with heaven's mix of weapons/ feverish flows cause dehydration...the devil's sweating
Connecting telekinetically using magnetic energy/ to challenge those who spoke prophetically to come and get with me
Dulling sensories, eventually, enemies die mentally/ my spit reacts with oxygen, hitting memories
My destiny's to condemn the weak, and open sesame!/ Let my peeps inherit the Earth by the next century
