it's a dirty swilrin vermin poolnwe're living at warnso many spirits think they're fleshndepression, stress, and flash floodsnguessers pressin buttonsnwhat they givin that for?ncause if it's mortal they can tax itnpass the cup and i'll pourna double heap of what' she'd have us drinkingnthinking fast forwardnblink us back past to present timesna splintered ass boardnher withered map depicts distractionnon this glittered glass orbnbut gets him back to his attachmentsnhis gimmick flashed swordnwe're livin slack, like bad riggin capnin frigid mast stormsnand riding piggy back on vultures' hopes and skinny black hornsni'm sick of biggy macs, and sissy hippy cats act like it's lovinnit's blasphemy like blastin peacenthe beast at the summitnwhen somethins after me most naturally, the cream rose above itnmost thugs playin they streetnmy style is steam roll to crush itnbut whatyou tryin to beni'm tired emceesnthat lie to me toughnits just ducks or lusting rust, still steppin 93 upnbut couldn't touch it with a devin hookni suggest pretenders never look directly at itnemphatic your tender footnall hooded fashion, flashin, camera gameranstamina rappinnlit my square on the beak of the phoenixnpassion it fastensnhidden gagging gasp breathers, believe in his fast retreatsnspeakin past the beefnto each his piecendreamin roads that lead to romenteachin homes beneath the ceaser's thronenbleeding greenish gold freezin coldnyo but we don't speak itnweak shit, like them scensters' poemsnjust speak it in it's bleaknessnjust cold peaks to leave alonenit goes on and onnand don't changenlike being broke or being dope, trust menthis motherfucking world'll drive you nutty, or slutty buddynlustin for that moneynmy riches never rust dognbut why you're riches lookin rusty?nlike buddy dumb and buckin heat, so proud of yourselfnbut sonny, tryin to clutch this peak nownright outta this hellnright out this self cause this wealth's illusionnjester's best confusionnthey shoutin just approve itnshootin saints and restitution at arm's lengthni bomb snakesnthe speech in the lightnfrom martyed father seekersnplus the lostnthe theif in the nightndon't give two fidducks what you spit up, get up and kiss the phoenixnhunny fortyfour thousand redeemednwhile kings are stuck blinginnmore like demons dreamin angelsnmasons schemin anglesnrebels reppin fashionnor ducks singin star spanglednremember the things you heard, my word, the demon murderernto serve the Most, in Jesus namenamen, the freezerburner uh