Tuned into gods net worth, new old age rebirth,
Now the folks aint holding up the worth,
The fake is real,
And the youngins holding the steel,
Claiming they got peace,
But aint no peace, while staging in the belly of the beast,
I sit back, still got scrapes from the last suppers feast,
Move to the mid-west from the east,
candy stones in the teeth,
Flashes for temporary cashes, soon to be cashless, and the crash is,
Slowly coming, the birds aint humming,
I used to wanna bust somethin',
These demons is real,
Always reveal, revelation genesis appeal,
intercoursed with angels,
in all angles, perversions spiritually eaten off the mangels,
Hard to untangle, ***** and Gemorrah, hard to ignore tha,
Wages of sin, we still caged in, say we living, but still trapped within,
The same **** they went thru back then,
In the zone,
Purple haze amazed, blessed by the star cropped daze,
And my memory aint phased, these days, i reminisce Isaac Hayes,
A long ride to Phoenix, Arizona in a Tacoma, hot as a suana,
From these rhymes ya gonna,
Wanna recite ignite, the quiets snipe, the horns in the corner,
Waiting to blow like Satchmo, or Dizzy Gillespie sippin' Pepsi,
Glass touch cobra clutch, remember the double dutch,
But these days everythings in a rush, i just keep it on the hush,
Heavy writer so im bound to crush, ectasy mind no paranoia,
speakin' divine words check the notes of my Rap Torah,



Fiery roads, cropped like the crossroads,
The devils abode,
Many people keep ties to the mold,
Eyes the windows of the soul,
See how they control,
Manipulate the console, broke the remote control,
Took back my mind, now I hold,
The power of Adam,
Back in the garden, of Edem before the sins engraved in em,
And the snakes that spit venom,
In the ear of Eve,
Please believe, these modern day prophecies,
It aint no conspiracy, just peep the pedigrees, and you'll see,
What I see,
Timelines of destruction, institute the percussion,
From the fallen angels, laying instruments of torment,
Every head and tongue shall confess, touch the hearts of the chosen, and miss the rest,
It ain't no rapture, you've been captured,
By the melody,
Soon to be a release of ol' felonies,
The truth is slain,
The lies the vein, everyday we living higher than *******,
No remains, of humans on sight, marine spirits moving thru the night,
The hunt is on, from dusk to dawn, you aint seeing them, but im seein' em run,
I focus on my sons,
Teach em we are the ones, lost on this earthly kingdom,