Angel you were once so
Pure,
On earth you looked
Over us all, but temptation
Was your downfall
*******
Crack,
Crystal,
Stardust,
Was your sinful choice,
It took you to the heavens
But with every comedown
The higher did you fall,
With every injection,  feathers did
Wilt,
Diminish,
Wither,
Till white turned black
Upon the wet mudded floor,
You were one of the many
Who had succumb to human
Desires,
Sins,
Pleasures,
That were the failings of
Mankind, but even the
Highest morals can falter
Before they fall,  
Angel upon high
The last feather did fall,
And in to the arm injected
Pure white heaven
That turned you angel of white wings,
To a ****** human how far did you fall..

And so they played they were
Innocent,
But the words in wood
They spoke In black mud
"Wood was"
"Wood is"
"Wood will end"
"Wood will become"
"What had began"
Fear runs fast in young eyes,
As to a father they did run
"Calm down little ones"
And in to woods he took
An instrument of destruction,
So upon wood he did
Hack,
Carve,
Splinter
Pieces now  layed upon the ground,
A splinter did puncture
His finger that bleed upon
Black mudded ground,  
And he dug at hated mud
For words to be seen,
"A splinter"
!Will seal the fate"
"And too wood will consume"
He looked upon the words
And glancing blows,
Now all was splintered
Covered in black mud,
Days had past
Night was calling,
He awoke startled, a burning
Sensation,
Looking where the splinter
Had punctured,  his
Finger unable to move,
Then as the nights did pass
More fingers fell to the numbness
Unable to move,
He awoke
Three nights past,
His hand discoloured
And a elbow locked, so much pain
The fingers now spread out angles were
Distorted,
Altered,
Contaminated,
As the stiffness spread
Arm and hand now
locked in this figure, not natural,
His skin did wrinkle
Not a colour that Is meant to be,
He though he would breath in his last
Outside he ran,
Bare feet did sprint, then for
"No reason"
His feet did stop
Pain seared through his
Appendages
He looked down in horror
Toes rooted to the ground
He reached up
"God what have you done"
And so the skin consumed wrinkled
Like bark his skin did
Manifest
Once only wrinkled
But more like bark from a tree
Wood was destroyed,
It warned in the wood
"Disrespect nature"
"And wood you become"
There is a new tree in the garden
The Mother looks upon this new
Leaved tree
"It looks like your dads face"
"Only just"
The child says,
There father was never seen
But he had paid the heavy price
For the words foretold,  
That wood will consume,
Sap leaks from the tree
Slowly it fell for many months to come
Always seeing but unable to move,
His family sheltered under the tree in
Summers,
Winter,
Rain,
They always kept dry
Under the tree,
And every so often,
A branch would move, to brush up
To be close to his *family.

Check the flows that double dutch
Even make Frankie's bus double clutch
Overtime im over time **** a limit
Landed on Plymouth rock hard to knock
Me out of the box like womens of Deborah *** we can't be friends
If you only after dividends no pretend
Suckas leechin' as an extend
No ropes to hang on im so long gone
Toxic ozone folks get the prolong
Once they hear the words over the song
Beat on my chest like king kong ding ****
Managers said i was wrong  for soundin' his gong
All ya heard was a bell that wrung sprung by my quick blow a pro dynamite pyro
Stick to what ya know rapper's in slo mo
Once I get the shine and glow
Like a disco ball not many wanna brawl
Flint cells spark it well til ya thoughts swell
Got ya head spinnin' like a carousel
So it never fails silenced ya cartel
Once all hell breaks loose you choose?
Flatten ya caboose aint no **** truce
Once I flex the duece duece **** a loose goose
After I'm done I chunk up the duece
Then sit back & sip that Canadian mudded moose


My double o three fifty seven sending ****** like Bronson to heaven
Prefer Mack elevens blood stained veteran
From the pain held within' my war brethrens  
Never shed tears to the ears of fears
Drawn by an illusion broke the boostin'
Cuz I ain't use to loosin' cruisin'
Through enemies my way on the highway
Smoke the stickiest joints watch me anoint
From styles that point like a compass
Needle nose see how the magnet flow
Level ya degrees breezin' through the trees
Mother nature is a tease
Cure all diseases
Im raps remedy if you ain't a friend of me
Might as well become one with the cemetery
Minus the obituary fools hurry and worry
Haters say and pray that "the demons take you away"
But they get no say nay I'm all about the grey
Clouds speak loud when the Sunshine's not allowed

As I gaze and I reflect
Seeing eyes and being seen,
See my hands, hands of my father,
Though better deeds they glean.
Smell soap upon my mother's skin
By nose she prayed I'd clean,
A mane of mudded lions, preened
from somewhere in between.
From under placid irises,
say "nay" to what it seems,
I'm under eyes,
A child of guilt,
And I should not be seen.

A brisk wind pulls the rosemary branches
Too hard. A crow so dark it finds itself blue
Sings a taunting melody. Nothing ever sings back.
Snow falls, each one showing the world
Something new. The ground fosters dead things
And waits for rebirth. A girl in a yellow puffer coat
Walks by a fallen bird's nest, she doesn't notice
The boy with the dark hood following
A step too close. If only the sky
Weren't so gray. The rotting aspen seems
To tilt, putting the world on an axis. Silence
Is met with wandering hands as the snow
Pulls all the ambiance into mudded soil.
Only the scuffle of footprints is left to tell
The story of that coldness.
A crow so dark it finds itself blue
Sings a reassuring melody.

Nothing

ever  

sings  

back.

Stalkin' the come up so haters run up
Watch the guns clutch up make ya head rust
From oxygen rush stiffer than a golden crust
Body decayed no delays we preys evil sways
These days haters love to pay attention but no admissions
To our ambition so keep on wishin' we dismissin'
Fakers make em one with the undertaker
Shake ya up like Parkinson's Tut the don
Luminous one from a sparking globe
Im on fire raps sire set my mind higher
Than the distance from the earth orbitin' the sun
I make numbers run see them zero comes
Behind the ones a billion to none cons
Dont stand a **** chance against Iron Megatron
Dynasty diver soul survivor black McGyver
Improvise tactics much wiser devil's adviser
Chillin' in the high riser like Frasier
With a furr blazer bullets to graze ya
If you a come off as a hater fade ya
Off into another dimension strengthen dominions
Turn my ***** snappers into minions
Reachin' out the barrel what a broke religion?
Check the visions drawn throughout the skyline
Like an airplane creating designs define
Raps into a perfection perfect selection
Bang beats with no protection
plus the infection imperfect resurrection
Since my birth I knew my worth
Wasn't made for this sinful nation
But now I'm stuck in this mudded-atom creation
Primary destiny is to bring out ya mental levitations

Once knew this beautiful soul,
Sounds of musical control,
The weight to the heavy vessel, but he
Wanted to be the biggest muscle,
Right handed, next to god, standing on the throne,
With three million bones,
Under along with multiple clones,
Took a third to another zone,
Wings is clipped, he wanted to be self worshipped,
But couldn't get the membership,
So it fell into the church,
Raise ya hands high, see how many souls,
Lined up to fry, and die,
Wishful thinking, prosperity got the
Folks thinking,
They can buy they way, into the heaven,
Sisters to brethren,
Still juggling sins, I saw judgement from within,
My own dreams, became a reality theme,
Ain't no I in team,
Used my will to fight the against wicked ill,
Still sharpen my skills,
I see flaming eyes, wooly hair with the thousand yard stare,
I once saw, scriptures turned into a reality picture,
Famine got us **** and, while y'all steadily jamming, they been planning,
Scanning,
Chips for our branding,
Guerilla tactics handling, no time for emotional gamblin',
Jack the twelve gauge standin,
Amongst the darkness, pictures of a million carcasses,
Don't need a license to ****, too much blood
Is waiting to spill,
They even got Jesus cap peeled,
For tryna heal,
The masses, broke through the horrors glasses, a testament new session of classes,
Slow burn my cigar, drink wine ice and mild sugar,
Studied demonology, to better understand demons around me,
Or better yet divinity, see the sanctity, of people's
Freedom praying to false, dietys,
Which really be, ya enemy,
Ain't got no friends around me, I myself
Is the biggest loyalty,
Caught Seraphim stones, burned my left cheek suddenly,
The burden of the curse, lifted upon me,
The purer the soul the more wickedness
Hunts for thee,
Walk on low cut grass, so I can see snakes slithering as a mass,
Can't avoid the crash or the clash, American dollar bash,
Keep chasing ya goals, only to lose ya self in the lustful of the bold,
Trapped inside of this cold, world but never fall in love with the world,
Don't lose or sell ya self short, cuz folks play with spirits as a sport,
See peer pressure extort, it's more love for drugs and thugs,
Than sweet people giving hugs,
Death is an everyday mission, wrote as
The biggest commission,
Just listen,
They plotting your funeral, from scripted TV's flexing without rehearsal,
Murders exposed, love is closed, they rather run more blood through ya doors,
The more the killing, the more the ratings touching the ceilings,
Of the Georgia stones seven billion mudded atoms, gotta be gone,
To equalize, with the demon treaty, poison of medicine got us needy,
Slow breathin, focus positivity,
Recollect the same energy,
Directed towards me, bounced off Saturns rings, visions of me falling,
Into infinite space, northern lights flashing like camera snipes, iight,
Angel paparazzi, taking shots at me like I wanna be free,
From this society, hide where the troubles find me, blind me,
Oh Lord, to the gores of the world, well evil must be good,
Cuz it plays along with the hood,
Lions even **** their own cubs, so I guess it's
Really no love, but love,
Spelled backwards, is evol, and naw this ain't a hat trick, to a sequel,
See axes could get you split, playing in the game of the dangerous corporate,
I reshaped my mind, I'm like Al Simmons at
His graveyard design,
With many metals, made to be a rebel, up the bass **** the treble,
This is for devils, tryna down me a level,
I don't need a Bible,
To be sanctified, Ive been left for dead before
I was crucified,
Saw the saviors eyes before he demised,
Lightning veins across the skies,
Got a spiritual high,
Blessed by the essence, **** presence  from the fry,
Burn slow with the maple,
This is for ya intellect to staple,
Real ****, for ya mind, far from a fable,
Rose though the ranks like Gabriel,
Watch Demonesses walking with the **** of Sable,
Stalkin' with a bulletproof label,
Flames over my body, a true, Goku trooper, one forty fours getting gathered,
Waitin' for the heavens, to scoop ya,

When you're alive,
Every one is so busy with their lives,
They call maybe,
Once every two to three days,
Weeks months or even years,
But then they'll filled with tears,
When they hear,
A tragic event or cancer is near,
Then then,
They come to your ears,
With soft whispers of politeness,
Wishing this diagnosis never came up on you,
Then out of the blue, they show you who they really are,
The ministers pastors to the preachers,
Of the divine family,
Don't even have the divinity within them,
More like a curse of boils,
That war is to a victors spoils,
Losers they are, good karma doesn't need a defense,
Only bad ones do,
So let me tell you, try to count the days of your life on all ten fingers,
You'll be dead before you even count,
You only praise on a paramount,
When your times almost,
Like a drip of water wenching it's way through the concrete,
That last drop, to the last breath,
And when that's over,
The comedy begins,
Family and friends rush in, to say good things about you, how great you are how much you influenced them,
But when you were alive in your mudded form,
They cursed you belittled you,
Kept there precious earthly matters, to themselves,
They could have help, but the selfishness of this world is increasing,
And natural love is decreasing,
When I'm gone, don't play me song,
Don't cry, don't sigh,
No need for that, for I won't hear it, I'll just be a hard shelled sand body,
Waiting to rot,
My eyes are closed, my purple suit, is looking nice with my hands clutched,
No need for shades, my eyelids see for me,
And by then you'll get to know me,