TO BE DISCIPLINED, VAGUE & MYSTERIOUS Lyrics

More deceptive than serpents weaving the garden of Eden

The star in the beacon, I'm haunted by the horrors of treason

I started with thinking if living for tomorrow a reason?

To see it to the end, cheating men breathing in the sea of sin

Sink or swim

The bridge of hope has broke we at the brink of Fin

Im Stan Lee with the ink and pen

As I tease and grin these dead pool of Niggas can't compete with him

Light bearer spiked tiara thorns I was crowned with a uniquely brim

Like Quin shi, terracotta squadron arts defends me

Draped in Obi sashes my belt is wrapped with galactic ashes

Master tzu, not many rappers is that compatible

Regurgitating lines I've done created that's what actors do

I'm crawling out the tundras, split the bread with my brothers, valleys of suffer

We're Malnourished from droughts of supper

Despite the struggling, them fights we tussled in

It made for tougher men, pour the forty hope we see the summer's end

Hellish moments I be smelling deaths aromas

I know some niggas that'll do you colder than Pneumonia

We haven't been the same since the Catalonia Spain invasion

When they raided Niggas, just to sell your daughter to a rapist

Shit they not ready for, embark on my metaphors

Journey through my epics of knowledge and dark predators

As I age, the pain of mental disdains kills the author in this phase

Like strays sprayed to ya rib cage

The plague harvesting lungs, like the sparked wheats raised from the sun,

My life flash like the graze from a gun

Cause it's dark as bubonic coughs,

When I starve, it ignites the hawk, Like a Molotov tossed to ya Spinal cord

My soul engulfed with a flaming phoenix, soaring through the arts

Pierce hearts like the darts of an archer

I'm deep

I nestled in the jungles heat

Where the leopards creep on decrepit beasts and weak lie through they teeth

Stamped with abandonment and sex fetishes

Slave to my flesh decadence, and text messages

Pineal gland shines like the summer solstice

Of the land where a man defined by a gun holster

When combat approaches, adapt focus

You find Lucifer's trapped soul soldiers where the coke is

Ghetto trinity be

Coke the holy mother, crack Christ leaving you with double crossing brothers

Rap be the Scripture

Bringing peace to incarcerated street disciples needing me to paint the picture

Nuns be bitches, police be the swine, divine the prodigal son with chi in his spine

So can I kick it? The fuck I can't

Been hard to love since the last bitch fucked my man's