This mad son I am at that mother was
Faithless to father art from Heaven fell
Into hands holding for punch line applause

Bellowing back positively the buzz
Previewed in papers which to fame propel
This mad son I am at that mother was

Caked with make up for it by smearing gauze
Applied with shade at saving face from Hell
Into hands holding for punch line applause

Better heard the way the hack joker does
Find first himself snicker at stones to tell
This mad son I am at that mother was

Out of the closet extracting worn bras
With tissue *** ******* therein put well
Into hands holding for punch line applause

Thundering laughter at flames just because
Here with the ****** you are blessed to rebel
This mad son I am at that mother was
Into hands holding for punch line applause

I am in love that I am in war
All is fair enough concerning you
In love I am this bombshell of a *****

I sold your John on stocking strange armor
Up to tilt the standard to see through
I am in love that I am in war

Privately in part fatigued by the chore
Of putting on protection pending view
In love I am this bombshell of a *****

Ready to explode in gushing gore
For a beast blasting sheets off of the *****
I am in love that I am in war

The winner only is the survivor
And heroes died to land mine when it blew
In love I am this bombshell of a *****

On seven hills by waters sat down for
Blowing one becoming up to two
I am in love that I am in war
In love I am this bombshell of a *****

Dear me in the lights of a head
Master of the driving mad
Catches as the coming on said
Dear me in the lights of a head
Too to be on street with the cred
Hit of it already had
Dear me in the lights of a head
Master of the driving mad.

My friend you are not
To ask what it is that is
With enemy slept

Overcome in cot
By curiosity's kiss
Goodbye to score kept

Men have gone and come crazy for a lass
Of age under the spell of witch to kiss
Between the black and grayer greater mass

Stuck to pick the cotton joint to jazz
It up for size inside agenda cis
Men have gone and come crazy for a lass

Smoking clad in sweats hung off the ***
Broken like a slave held to the promise
Between the black and grayer greater mass

Fresh melons flatly fetch from ghetto grass
Adored without a walk up to the hizz
Men have gone and come crazy for a lass

Figured like a boy with hair to harass
So yanks to flirt with knee grow what it is
Between the black and grayer greater mass

Crops up the legal tender dark as brass
Refined in fire out to finally fizz
Men have gone and come crazy for a lass
Between the black and grayer greater mass

Pig tryin' to fly
Become bacon with the rest
Of breakfast for bird

Sing together why
To do the penance the best
Commonly occured

Are they really starving for want of bread
In wedding feasts with cake I let them eat
Like pigs to taste of bacon which on wheat
Lets us out to mate owned less by the fed
Up to now with here and there well unread
His story how she threw him off effete
Swept under handed rug with it replete
Of that the dog unleashed though mastered shed
As tears remorseful for the codex wed
With scrolls down screen while smoking those in heat
Before the final field is set complete
To race for ribbons breeding blew ahead
Of time and place first conscious of defeat
To quicker beasts more hungry than the dead?

Wind and sea obey me now that I have
Put on you this gag me with a spoon not
To feed the meat but tender that we got
To bargain for a body please you crave
Behind the time you lost it to behave
Like him they love to hang ******* the spot
Of wood you be a deer and take a shot
At running from the aim our site forgave
Of measures more or less like barrels stare
Down at prey for limply giving reason
To keep the weapon loaded so to cede
That taste for blood your own to shed and share
With bushes becoming of the season
Cornering you to ransom that you breed.

Heaven is a word two mean the skyward
Height of arrogance renewed subscribing
To before hand upper raised in biding
Time for pets to **** on half to be heard
Of goats to be so flocked together nerd
To like to learn correctly prescribing
Dosage of the questioner deciding
Answers for the hands down holier third
Fallen not to doubt to know it absurd
To stress the sense since there's no describing
Lightly here the heaviness that's hiding
Between the lines of blowing right the word
Of God past presently then defining
All in all this hell of a rest assured.

No God but God knows who is getting it
That I do not intend this to be took
Esoterically like gnostic ****

By closet caved in men for men unfit
Convicted of the conscious call to book
No God but God knows who is getting it

That now as then a higher hand can hit
Than kings full of queens with the turn to look
Esoterically like gnostic ****

Some poet bet his pen on risky writ
When faced with faces royally mistook
No God but God knows who is getting it

How a queen by the river must have sit
Baiting me to bite that off the hook
Esoterically like gnostic ****

All in all I rather would be bit
Than muck the cooler cards to such a crook
No God but God knows who is getting it
Esoterically like gnostic ****

David sang a psalm seducing son
Of man by man exalted out of need
To know himself beloved under one

Lord of all in all the hymning sung
By boys inquired of fathers which concede
David sang a psalm seducing son

Prodigal with instrument hand strung
Out of mind to make the hearer bleed
To know himself beloved under one

Heaven humming harmony first rung
In ears to harp at bottom chord agreed
David sang a psalm seducing son

Apparently disowning age undone
With sounds of music innocent to plead
To know himself beloved under one

God to tip the scale up to tongue
Pronounced to spit on harder horns than read
David sang a psalm seducing son
To know himself beloved under one

Sun as of the heaven on high
Spreading to the waking green
Good for the ascending to sky
Sun as of the heaven on high
Morning this that vapes to be dry
Humored as the fog has been
Sun as of the heaven on high
Spreading to the waking green.

How your worth with man
May I sing it certain of
The mark of hanging

So I rather than
Hymning whisper of that love
Forever reigning

Disturbing love, leave my pain alone
To suffer itself without further sting
From impossible whispers urges bring
Promising penetrating, careful bone.
Let me not think, together we’ll moan
In a comfortless acquaintance fling
Though I still to desperate poses cling
To make my bottom inclination known.
When near again, allow out my heart
Hungry expressions suggesting ease
To beg exchange of soul and stranger skin.
Assist securing word for his part
His readiness to physically please:
Embrace me in the agony of sin.

Your hell is to feed this lamb O Peter
Pan fried for the flavor of a peanut
Spread across the backward bread to eater

Of foods clean enough for the conceder
To Paul bearing with you herd know me but
Your hell is to feed this lamb O Peter

The great punk pinned on the tattered teeter
To the side that slices eyes to see what
Spread across the backward bread to eater

Out of heart profanely played at theater
Packed with dogs to lap till curtains be shut
Your hell is to feed this lamb O Peter

Rabbit chasing carrot hung by leader
Sticking out to taunt the boy bunny ****
Spread across the backward bread to eater

Chewing that I am but pent to meter
Over yard in line with the block we cut
Your hell is to feed this lamb O Peter
Spread across the backward bread to eater

Death is dead to dogs for dog gone it
That it is that is this that am that
God ****** here for giving there a ****

Whether on all for to stand off sit
In number to darken blank choice sat
Death as dead to dogs for dog gone it

Back to teach her pet a file on chit
Which puppies love at home in room chat
God ****** here for giving there a ****

Head retaining ton so licking spit
From ***** to lifes one resolving spat
Death is dead to dogs for dog gone it

Led by release writ rabid obit
About biting down hoarse crazy bat
God ****** here for giving there a ****

Bag not to carry **** from where flit
Beeping turned to minor line a flat
Death is dead to dogs for dog gone it
God ****** here for giving there a ****

To die without a name to date the stone
I coldly drunk of vinegar and wine
In passion not to leave the age undone

Like flies from Egypt plaguing to the throne
Of Pharoah before cattle dropped in line
To die without a name to date the stone

Of seven wonders how the six in one
Half the tribe by mites been blained with the kine
In passion not to leave the age undone

As stakes of rare the better bleed to bone
Which off I ate to hail the ruling sign
To die without a name to date the stone

With darkness from the locust storm upon
All of the land lacked faithful to the nine
In passion not to leave the age undone

First born accursed to reap the father's own
As sons to shun who won often incline
To die without a name to date the stone
In passion not to leave thee a John Dunn

Before the slice of moon, a far strike knives
As a teased Lucifer, charged to appear
Stabbing the bend by thunder taunting near;
And pointed burn a cycle full survives.
Choked in the smoke breathe the sacrificed lives
Dread to the sliver glowing God eyed sphere
That seems to ****** a flash to now and here
To part the air by beam inverting fives.
Numberless one of God tempting renown
Slashes to times the cut to next that fames
First division defied- then kingdom come
In a bladed bolt that's called to shock down
For the eye, as a black sworn father aims
The dagger stroke at his lamb, bound and mum.

Got behind me Satan Peter the top
Ranked contender for the strap in the class
Clowning the world without ending to prop

Up the opponent not easy to drop
As the last *** the champ fought even was
Got behind me Satan Peter the top

Billing for fight versus fluid to cop
To match striking the flame out of a gas
Clowning the world without ending to prop

Position of gloves raised to block the chop
Orthodox hand cocked for power blow as
Got behind me Satan Peter the top

Hat in the ring waring the shots to stop
The bout before knocking out for his ***
Clowning the world without ending to prop

Posing for judges to score the jab's pop
Same on the card as the hard hits amass
Got behind me Satan Peter the top
Clown in the world without ending to prop

By my black soul, I swear the hurt to you
My defiant flaunt inflicted boasts no
Honoured place in my conceit. It is low
In stature set as every nail knew
To be driven by my self-****** heart through
Submissive feet. You famed your finest blow
As even with a God's in forward flow
To prove Marsyas equal in the view
Of common creatures telling between two
Who handsomely played music only so
The other would be tortured by his foe
With envied songs of ones aesthetic due,                                                             ­
So I inverted melodies I know
A higher satyr cannot aspire to.

By my black soul, I swear the hurt to you
My defiant flaunt inflicted boasts no
Honored place in my conceit. It is low
In stature set as every nail knew
To be driven by my self-****** heart through
Submissive feet. Inverted was the bow
When the God in place put goat, who with blow
Of devised pipes prevailed the motley crew
To keep the seat. Apollo being true
To God challenged on the odd, even so
Proposed to sing and backwardly to flow
The music sweet. Marsyas from the view
Bowed his head in dread of pain to ensue
From the God exacting torture dropped slow
On a tree of no retreat. Out to mete
Nails in feet to cause a stream that I know
Reminds you how this flask I am serves two-
And one the God I beat- from skins of Pete.

May the Lord accept this sacrifice
For the praise and glory of his name
For our good and the good of all rice

Like white on wedding ****** to vice
Gripped to throw by grooming girls for shame
May the Lord accept this sacrifice

Given for a gift to break the ice
Thinly on returning line with game
For our good and the good of all rice

To treat the shot with honour to spice
Calling up out dashing hope in blame
May the Lord accept this sacrifice

Of murdered meat to offer by slice
Redressing for the hand given aim
For our good and the good of all rice

Fried to serve with steaming chick to dice
In pieces to set the match aflame
May the Lord accept this sacrifice
For our good and the good of all rice

Against myself I play to tie the not
Defeated face of facing it that am
That I was to be four sides casing dot

In center square with star on the 'gee' spot
Anticipating zoom in coming cam
Against myself I play to tie the not

Satisfied with my hair in the head shot
Handed to producers of the program
That I was to be four sides casing dot

The eye across tv on in our slot
Bundled between hits for the lily fam
Against myself I play to tie the not

Banished from the studio casting lot
To find who fell for ever after scam
That I was to be four sides casing dot

Marking this soul in hello you are hot
Enough to fake address chose for us glam-
Against myself I play to tie the not
That I was to be four sides casing dot

Father in Heaven that daddys this Hell
Out hollowed being by awl as in all
******* wish was mommy as well

Come to accept my needle to go spell
Out the shame lettering cat into call
Father in Heaven that daddys this Hell

On Earth piece of people with you from fell
Out with white after the start of the fall
******* wish was mommy as well

Said to be hid like a pearl into shell
Out the pain peered in the peeking to stall
Father in Heaven that daddys this Hell

****** to reaching around the back to yell
Out the name ex of the spouse to why yall
******* wish was mommy as well

To do unto other self swung hard sell
Out to short end of the stick on the ball
Father in Heaven that daddys this Hell
******* wish was mommy as well

You punished me, and put the whip away.
You spoke curses at your previous place.
I knew it then that you were here to stay.

I came inside to find you there for pay
Under John addressing my God of lace.
You punished me, and put the whip away.

You charged me for a sample of DNA
To test the blood for ****** disease's trace.
I knew it then that you were here to stay.

I bought the strongest ****** of the day
And pulled it out to finish just in case.
You punished me, and put the whip away.

You sold yourself for something hard to say
To such a softly touched suffering face.
I knew it then that you were here to stay.

I heard the price rise from the pew to pray
On father beads for mother full of grace.
You punished me, and put the whip away.
I knew it then that you were here to stay.

Laugh out loud at the global war on me
And you praying on perfect gifts of love
As self sufficed with finding here above
Measure of a man played impossibly
First and last the alpha beta male she
Confused with frogs turned princes dotting gov
Or meant to clear the kingdom most all of
Kings in check to balance power fully
Realized finally as fantasy
Weighed with words of wisdom ending to shove
Down throats revulsed at voicing here the dove
Descending there for giving third degree
To bachelors master fit tight in glove
Over fingers ******* the PhD.

I loved a girl who spoke not of my wit
That knows the air of perfect to dismiss
Lesser blessed boys broken with a kiss
Inviting what the **** about is it
Him that erects the ****** of our ***
Like cold whether to **** so well as this
Other way to flaunt the heavenly bliss
Than fathers of the Holy see that ****-
Too near or far from love of what I writ
In ages hence between the Lord and his
Am that am beloved in that amiss
With those that follow falsley a profit
For being only there the lamb that is
Reaping as he sowed in the kingdom bit.

As born to water king of her I ****
Standing over the seat she put amiss
Just again to cry about how we is
Not submissive to will of her false kiss
Promising to subvert the way to bliss
With celebrations of agenda cis
To glory in no God but a *****
She envies with a virile look to dis-
The day is mine, not yours or hers or his
To blow the smoke of us, so **** on this.

Of woman born none greater than me here:
Riverside ******* honey, eating bugs,
And dunking saps impenitent for hugs
That join to love less love than holy fear.
I verse the one to come walks gently near
To grace the flesh in stride past jealous shrugs
Of public bands with sullen, crouching mugs
Adoring sin to mark the dog less dear.
I dip the son beloved God to merge
A rested lamb and spirit mouth to sing
Release to captives of a two-tongued trade.
I make the way to wood his darkest urge
And pray his self reflection now can bring
Redemption to the waters where I wade.

Higher recreation is to create
Opposing pieces set to dye below
Here with men checking out of the in mate

With queens to move on board protecting bait
Remastered grand as pa won one to know
Higher recreation is to create

Tension over coming nightly in strait
At turn of horse hung out to try the go
Here with men checking out of the in mate

Call for life behind to administrate
Sentence slanting ******* up yours to show
Higher recreation is to create

Castles in the sand close to shore by spate
Undone of age less brooking overflow
Here with men checking out of the in mate

Stale as the left out on the ******* plate
Of kings by kings that ransom even so
Higher recreation is to create
Here with men checking out of the in mate

Face to face beloved her I saw straight-
And kidding it- airily edged twice
With flaming sword to slash my gut to price
This sin my taste for fleshless comfort mate;
As I past cattle taxed on belly wait
The wage of food and dust known to entice
Beloved her to death, with rib for vice
Ruling over that sin her taste for hate.
And I tempt down my mouth and fall the same
For furrowed brow as her for bearing pain
In birthing souls that voice caught naked out.
Now beloved her has everlasting fame
As seeded bride to be a spirit lain
In white to clothe our sin this taste of doubt.

Speak now by rote a creed before I do
Commit to sin of lying down a lass
Or forever hold your peace be with you

And with your spirit so say in review
That of the Alpha bet on God to razz
Speak now by rote a creed before I do

The deed to death of daddy feeding too
Much milk ****** by a baby on its' ***
Or forever hold your peace be with you

The only gotten God son of a jew
King of queens confused of an inner gas
Speak now by rote a creed before I do

Unto other self respect to one true
By third personal added John to jazz
Or forever hold your peace be with you

And also with the many seen hexed few
Addressing here and there no none en masse
Speak now by rote a creed before I do
Or forever hold your peace be with you

Pen beats sword to edge the better part
Chosen by the sister that loved to fawn
At feet before the uncrowned nail hurt

So good it met to gather blood at heart
To tow the line of yous king hammered on
Pen beats sword to edge the better part

Discreet of valour won up sleeveless shirt
Then **** back crowing barrels to the dawn
At feet before the uncrowned nail hurt

Mother corn infected to taste ****
In bread of life with lover revealed John
Pen beats sword to edge the better part

Played by woman in secret out to blurt
To father time to turn on writing wrong
At feet before the uncrowned nail hurt

Cause affecting heavenly now art
Thou in prayer to ask O Lord how long
Pen beats sword to edge the better part
At feet before the uncrowned nail hurt

Because in love it's fair to ask how long
The music plays before I come to you
O Lord your cause insists on merry song

Piping from sun down to the light of dawn
On mother making sense of living through
Because in love it's fair to ask how long

Linger lullabies about lovely John
Which mean to make a white lie wholly true
O Lord your cause insists on merry song

Making mirth of sorrow for sisters gone
To ashes crossed from Heaven to that pew
Because in love it's fair to ask how long

Till *** ed makes us read a verse to spawn
A man child with an iron rod to sue
O Lord your cause insists on merry song

Like the little lamb had to lead wrong
Right to slaughter sure to back to
Because in love it's fair to ask how long
O Lord your cause insists on Mary song

My girl you go with the going on sane
For now that it is not to think we went
To hell with having Earth experiment
How to **** our blessed bettering brain
By bringing up the rear of children's pain
Medication shame to game argument
For risk rewarding mates in raking rent
Due to land with Lord as a drop of rain
I stick out like a tongue sore to drain
An abscess of the fluid verse repent
Sins of self sufficed to say discontent
With tasteless tears streaming beverage vain
To sense before now given to intent
That it reads you mine again and again.

Hideously she
Reflected eyes of it two
Selfishly at stare

Masterfully he
Distracted her with a new
Line to either there

Naked not for me the ****** bride
Craves to have a rival ravish red
Though pinkly sworn pure as white belied

Father for giving child a way side
Where birds prey on maid next to be wed
Naked not for me the ****** bride

Inhibits home owned across divide
Of corn culture colored dark ahead
Though pinkly sworn pure as white belied

Clouds to keep from raining wrath but hide
Sun from slaving fields hoed to be shred
Naked not for me the ****** bride

Barely like the ears ripe unto dried
Of age for no contest to be pled
Though pinkly sworn pure as white belied

Whines of bitter tears the reaper cried
Amazed to find stalked a rose in bed
Naked not for me the ****** bride
Though pinkly sworn pure as white belied

War broke out in heaven over nought
To do with moral standards born by knights
That the dragon and his angels fought

The urge to swallow blood with the draught
Of medicine for in turned tongue bites
War broke out in heaven over nought

Plus one is one to do what one ought
Have done for minor clothless acolytes
That the dragon and his angels fought

John and Michael to push off of thought
That not the angel but the human writes
War broke out in heaven over nought

But God could beat the half of it brought
Against the shape desided after fights
That the dragon and his angels fought

Saints who pray on innocent lips taught
To say back to our father as recites
War broke out in heaven over nought
That the dragon and his angels fought

For love of ****** child to the you one
Self with plays the music of the cool not
For other sides of pillows for playthings

Sleeping stuffed with foaming by the way brings
Forth the fruit forbidden to the Yule lot
For love of ****** child to the you one

Hearing damning voices from the Pew shun
Beloved patient faces of drool hot
For other sides of pillows for playthings

Rest ahead is peaceful for the stay rings
Bells I told to whom concern the cruel plot
For love of ****** child to the you one

Gathered here together with the true son
Marked in crosses never by the rule got
For other sides of pillows for playthings

Comfort like a practice of the lay sings
Back I come unbroken for a fool shot
For love of ****** child to the you one
For other sides of pillows for playthings

God and Satan can agree I am that
I am this one of you and yours alone
To make of choice cut in half to laugh at

Needles stuck up the epidermis stat
To stabilize the funny blood to bone
God and Satan can agree I am that

Which begs question by the curious cat
Killing nine on the back end of its own
To make of choice cut in half to laugh at

Membership penman carrying ****
Like hell that fits heralding an unknown
God and Satan can agree I am that

It got a way with words content down pat
Suspect in substance blowing can atone
To make of choice cut in half to laugh at

Jokes to punch the line which knows it fat
Based freely on the right toot *** of phone
God and Satan can agree I am that
To make of choice cut in half to laugh at

Serpent inverting sense invoking smiles
Flash bone to the fruit of the knowing good
Taste of the sickening or urgent food
Swagging God to appetize necrophiles.
Serpent whispers war swallowing souls for miles
Each way as a starved out heavenly feud
Flames to ruin the body by bodies imbued
With gut lust the conflicted tongue riles.
A worm burrowing through to eat the turn
Will savor seed at core of maggot site,
Settled omnivorous as freshly found.
Selving **** to cocoon the worm it churn,
A hungry untasted hermaphrodite
Devouring dainty dead meat now renowned.

He is mine. I shall not want. I am His.
On cushion of grass soft rest I my head
Near a brook all still with sleep, as am led
Refreshed to splash my soul to cool in bliss.
For His name my path He clears- this sin this
Song through the death I dally for the dead.
I flaunt no fear. He is mine. Death is fled.
Here my comfort is, from water to ****.
He prepared my nose before me perfect
To propose what ranked surrounders rue
With bitter lips- my further reign as king.
And eyes contact these features to inspect
Which aspects not to dote- but dare to skew-
My composure and place everlasting.

Piping mad in posture more than play
Marsyas dares Apollo to contest
The goat against a God of lute and lay

Waste to muses hearing held to sway
A panel to preserve how self impressed
Piping mad in posture more than play

Dumb to taste they fancy fine to stay
With highest strains resounding that blessed
The goat against a God of lute and lay

Hold on hear divine the backward way
To mortal striving vainly addressed
Piping mad in posture more than play

On words the blowing cannot **** and say
Other than that instrument had messed
The goat against a God of lute and lay

Up strings tying challenger to flay
Under skin averse off of the chest
Piping mad in posture more than play
The goat against a God of lute and lay

From here I saw her bathing stun the view,
Where there a vessel floats across the main,
As I preside this kingly able Cain
Nakedly framed for beauty blessed new.
I down my guard to let her close and through
The suspect gawkers guessing at the gain
For any name related to my reign
Accepting of the spirit proving true.
Flesh to tame and taste for the tempting fill  
Of satisfied suits set but to obey
Finally the song of one crown and line.
I stand forever first accused of skill
To proximate where and how front today
Is laughed behind- to mock these stones by mine.

Though you are you you hope to hell for me
To go with it that comes for all in fun
Making of love a laugh in agony

And the hit hardly hid in ecstasy
Touched on the curve part tip to tongue
Though you are you you hope to hell for me

First to double up then go for three
Then crash to the catcher in park home run
Making of love a laugh in agony

Pinching runner with empty mitt at knee
Sliding to the plate safe from the ump rung
Though you are you you hope to hell for me

Next to skip to slapping at rear to be
One of the boys who ****** this age undone
Making of love a laugh in agony

Felt fondling to find one to disagree
With the call not out to celebrate pun
Though you are you you hope to hell for me
Making of love a laugh in agony

Your gaze you fixed upon the stainless blade,
Unsheathed and raised, reflecting back the eye
Which locks itself in this impassive buy
With whispers telling how the ransom’s paid.
Confusing how the bloodshot in the glade
Mock offerings with flame but coldly lie
On altar acceptably bound to die
Like the frigid pure the Egyptians slayed
To bless the flood when cows and crops went dry,
And feed the god the gore to satisfy
The starving sense it lived to bring this aid.
You discern the image the gleam has made
As a sphere flushed in vein of rushed reply
That sleepless eye will sacrifice for trade.

Pen wherein I ravish the boy
Sentenced to the bottom bunk
Serving for the time as a toy
Pen wherein I ravish the boy
Reading me as cunning but coy
Citing it to learn my junk
Pen wherein I ravish the boy
Sentenced to the bottom bunk.

Stake whereof the risk is reward
Burning at the losing side
Shaping which of better be bored
Stake whereof the risk is reward
Flaming it which you can afford
Facing less on nose than eyed
Stake whereof the risk is reward
Burning at the losing side

Wake me up when Christ returns the favor
Of men to me so ***** honking hair
Done in hell of age on good behavior

Released to con provisions viewed savior
By guards against my going joke prayer
Wake me up when Christ returns the favor

Owed to John beloved revelator
For service rendered virtue by compare
Done in hell of age on good behavior

Set to leave the cell behind a savor
Seeming to come again from this nightmare
Wake me up when Christ returns the favor

God to reshape nature did not waver
From drawn concluding circular the square
Done in hell of age on good behavior

Pardon fell on peaceful home grown braver
Depending on who says I do declare
Wake me up when Christ returns the favor
Done in hell of age on good behavior

Snap capacities
Have high functioning people
Nervous of the brood

People ain’t it like
This that is one way from hell
To us happening