wax gets melted..fractures pelvic...goes through space and cracks astronauts helmet.. a new tyrannical force to fear..known to keep human ears as souvenirs... a shape shifta...face splita..bring u down to the gutta.. blast through ya army fatigue….damage ya team.. 2 to ya brain...3 to ya frame...make u feel that incredible pain.. compatible with the radical..gettin ready for the battle... courtesy of the streets..my microphone from the middle east..knock turbans of the sheiks..using pike bombs in downtown boutiques....full of dead tourist with their dreams no longer in arms reach..thas what i call dealing with calm speech... politicians spittin the lies...reality dealing with the broken ties.. kings comin up from the mutha fucking underground....pamphlet in one hand...45 in the other.. fighting for that black gold…all lives on hold…taking the fight and bringing and unknown dark to the light.. bringing the words of truth and violence to the adolescence...gettin hard to distinguish… looking for the good in all this anguish….thinking it might be better to get banished…
the lawn mower man smashes through ya skull with battle axes.. we weep ashes..with achanti daggers and smashes…crushing opposition like we was fascist.. stigmata in four gashes..we bash it.. i hate u..im fatal..like a nato military armada... warriors from atlantis..couldn't understand how raw the hologram is... we smash ice..and blast through precise..and laugh as we cast the first stones we bomb builders..as life takes it toll...legends of the seven..embrace ma soul... transported off the plant by a supreme force..n told to return on the day of the curse... i bisect the way between heaven and earth..and find scrambled messages to spread the word.. deception...lies of perception...my reflection..outsize the other colors in the spectrum.. we follow street laws....engaged in beast wars... visionary bombs...in visionary arms..aimed at that mutha fucking with picth fork in arms... i set out alchemy..throughout the galaxy..to cause flames in ice.. trapped in the core of corruption...let my path go to destruction...
woww knocc...really feeling the war feel... this lines really effective..though "2 to ya brain...3 to ya frame...make u feel that incredible pain.."
haha..trying to be all bad ass with liking a bit of violence eh..shouldn't u be preppin to bust out them chops a urs las...
hahaha...i never try to be what im not and....i can be kinda violent once in a while....hehehe -pirate Ehmmm...already done....only had to wash and marinate the chopssss
hahaha tell u what ima show u the first thing i cooked when i came to AUS.... T-bone steak!!! it was yummieee....
