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Feb 2016
Get up and grind through time the mind
in and out intwine
the mind ablaze a puff of rays a smoke
I praise Omega, go ahead and poke

Broke, "loc" but just for today, NOT for Alpha
Has guided my ways, these days our family still
Finds a way so we grind till the dollar bills turns to rays.

Vaporized by emotion, commotion
Vaporized by the endless need to consume.

To regrow too, to leave our imprint so they know once we were here, can they hear?

Thoughts in the grind, a trance that it sears like fire and the infernos that touch as I move for the currency harden my skin and thy emotion 'till dreams path cleanse again and I know I awake to God here again.

Guiding my ways so I fear not destruction, cause in fires defeat I learn something, those ways that are shown take me there then taking me home where I learn from my Lord, Omega marching to Heavens door oh' how I adore the days again I praise thy Lord

knows my ways, my ****** BLASPHEMIES ways. Again I march as I pray, take me where I need to be in fires or in ice, freeze, in space where a black hole tarnishes my face, now my mind bleeds and recedes

back to you, Omega I know one day there will be proof, but will that be enough for some minding their truths.

Conquering the dollar.
Conquering the land.

There is truth being brought by you so take my hand.

As I grind through time the, endless march till destruction, picking up my loot as I go praising my Lord in my consumption.
MOTV
Written by
MOTV  California
(California)   
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