The Black Dragons put me up to this, since this flow is the Lin Kuei, so I can finally dap up the Triads.
Matthew 6:24
Ur heart beats slow, and the pound that echos remorse.
To use the "force," with the Pale Horse, this the back burner.
This reminds me of the chicken dinner with Ted Lerner.
This the National's Anthem, and we shoot to the Moon.
And Ye' coffin has no room
To indulge in pleasures, or live to serve?
To serve the Dragon, is this obscure?
To yearn for light, or to create out of spite?
This is the inner turmoil, when one chooses to fight.
And the light that shines within the God of Time.
To address
Is it logical to think you're dying as you're born?
And it can be confusing when your soul is foreign.
The Babylonian Rites, the Nephilim that inherit light.
Instead of using a pen, we use to type.
So Land Before Time and Back to the Future.
At
The FPS, the NBA, and the NFL.
The ol’ school “Major League Gaming,” to break open the shell.
To slither, when sols wither, I’m not ur babysitter.
The shame that covers, you never had a chance.
At first glance, your body then turns into stone.
The Lee District plan, to scheme against the scam.
Descendent of Ham, the G.O.A.T verses the Lamb.
To dilute your blood, after eating the Green Eggs and Ham.
And you know this was done by Sam-I-Am.
To switch the channel, to remote view the thug
Satellite Rays, the Sunshine in the shade.
The oxymoron for days, the riddles that give you the giggles.
But this ain't "Shit n Giggles," we about the face, to soar.
We only fuck with the hardcore, we see through the mist.
The United States of America, i
